#also if anyone wonders what those weird lines on my farmers neck is. well shes a mermaid and those r her gills aha aha

[azuneekun]

did sebastian come out of a romance drama or something

[ask-rijus-ocs]

[ Carly was resigned to the fact that she has both not told Twilight about his weird lens flare, and that she is not going to. ]

[ The old book on sheikah translations in her hand meant nothing, absolutely nothing. She's sure it's nothing. It's fine. Twilight is just some edgy swordsman. It's fine, she repeats again. She was just curious. Damn her and her curiosity.....this is far too much to handle. Twilight has that flap that leads to the basement locked for a reason. She's sure it's nothing, though. After all, what could a simple brunette teenager have to hide?]

[ Oh, she's being a hypocrite, isn't she? She's only sixteen, and yet, here she is, replacing the Hero of The Wild, Master Sword still in her possession. Twilight hasn't noticed - after all, she's a pacifist, and so she doesn't really have it out, it's still in her sheikah slate. She still doesn't understand the strange messages it receives from time to time, but then again, Carly is just a kid, so she can't be expected to know everything. Everything about this seems so - adult-y. She isn't cut out for this. And yet, here she is, in all her 5 foot 5 glory, inside the man's wack as heck basement, holding a centuries old translation book, writing down the meaning word by word.]

[ Twilight had to go out for work, as he often does. He took the bag with his journal with him - he's not that stupid, unfortunately. He herds the goats, that's his job, she reminds herself, just a farmer, just a farmer, it's fine. Luto was kind enough to give her this book once they made up, and though she would prefer the Sheikah boy himself to translate, she knows that it'll be a while before they meet again. And Luto isn't chaotic enough to give her a faulty book as a prank. He is, at least, somewhat honorable. ]

[ Carly's sketchbook is laid out beside her- the picture of Twilight is hastily put together, and certainly not her best work, but she had to work quickly on the translation. "The hero of." Hero of what? Hylia above, she needs to know. Hero of farming? Of goats? What the heck? Why did her Sheikah Slate even recognize him? It's only ever done that when.....when.....]

[ Princess Zelda. When she took a picture of princess Zelda.]

[She gasps lightly. "It - recognizes historical figures. Hero of, hero of...T. Okay, and this one is W and that's I. T, W, I. Twi." Why did she have to choose that as his nickname? It makes it so much worse. She feverishly checks the rest of the word. "Hero of Twilight."]

[ Just a farmer, mhm, yeah right. She still isn't telling him, but ooh, the fact that he wasn't upfront about it kind of makes her mad. She's starting to wonder about that green tunic and the facial markings and the strange wolf hairs that just happen to appear on him at random intervals. It takes a few minutes to check the next sentence. "Trained by the Hero of Time." She reads off, flabbergasted. The huh? She doesn't even know who that is! And she's still mad at him!]

[ Then, a noise, but she brushes it off. The lantern here makes weird sounds all the time. "Capable of transforming into a b-" "Beast," he corrects. Wait, he? Oh. Oh.]

[ Twilight is right in front of her, in the same pose as he is in the compendium picture, still entirely composed, but something's not the same. Carly almost wants to check to see if fairies are still in the slate, because the something is the fact that Carly can tell that he is most certainly pissed off.]

[ "May I see the screen, please?" Well, even though he's pissed, he's being quite polite about it. "Uh, one second." Carly holds up her index finger, closing her sketchbook. She only trusts Mama Nadetta, Mama Eshana, and Luto with that thing and no one else. He's patient. "Am I dead?" She whispers, raising an eyebrow as she hands the slate to him. ]

[ "No, you're fine. Honestly, I kinda expected me to be dead at this point with how you handled the lance," He shrugs, looking through the entry. "Sorry about breaking it, again," Carly replies sheepishly. How foolish. A sheep in the wolf's den.]

[ "It's okay." There is no hatred in his voice as he sighs. "I got home early. Epona was really energetic today. You're pretty loud, so it wasn't that hard." He sees the picture. "Ah. Yeah, that. So, uhm, if you have any questions or wanna cuss me out, now's the time." He rubs the back of his neck. Is he apologizing?]

[ "Okay - I - what the hot footed frogs does the 'turning into a beast' part mean?" Carly blinks. "It means I turn into a beast. Simple as that," He nods. "So - so you can just - do it? Like, anywhere? And you can turn back anytime?" Carly puts down the other book, confused. Another nod. Okay, so now she's even more confused, if that's even possible. And then another thought crosses her mind, coming out slowly and carefully - "....can I see?".]

[ "I suppose there's no point in hiding it now, after all, you figured out my biggest secret in record time." He smiles. Twilight reaches into his tunic to tug on the strand of a necklace, at the end of which is a small, pointy crystal with orange engravings. He clasps it into his hand - how does that not hurt? - and there's what she assumes to be a flash of black particles, who knows with the low light, and finally, left in his place is a huge, gray wolf, biggest heckin' wolf she's ever seen, dear Hylia, and the boy - man - wolf- whatever he is has some sort of broken chain attached to his front paws. In the exact same place that she always sees those heavy arm guards or that cloth, she notes. Oh. Oh, that's why.]

[ "You -" Words evade her. There's this weird marking on his head, the same that she sees on his forehead when he's human. Oh, that's why. The fur is the same color as the hairs that magically end up on his clothes. Oh, that's why. Everything, strangely, makes sense. "Are there any other animal forms I should know about?!" Carly throws her hands up in the air, dumbfounded. He transforms back. "No, I'm afraid," Twilight shakes his head that totally didn't have wolf ears two seconds ago. ]

[ "And the hero thing?" She ventures, and realizes that this is apparently a touchy topic, because he flinches at the word hero, as if it's some taboo. "That's why I can do - well, that." He confirms. "Nothing else about that you wanna explain?" Carly has a rising tone now, unsure if she wants to pursue this line of questioning. "Actually, I'd rather not, but if you want to ask, then that's okay. I only have one condition, really." He sighs, almost as if he's ashamed with himself. ]

[ "And that is?" "To please, not tell anyone about this. Mi - my companion told me that I have to keep this secret. I would've been upfront about this otherwise, but my life hasn't been the greatest, and if people knew that I was some alter ego demon beast then - well, there'd be problems. Do you understand, Ms.Callisto?" ]

[ Companion? What? Honestly, that could've been formed as a threat and still worked, but somehow, Twilight is sincere and almost seems like he's pleading to her. "Who else knows?" She asks, curious. "Only Rusl. I believe he's told Uli as well- there are no secrets between lovers- but Colin and pretty much everyone else in Hyrule doesn't know." Twilight explains, fixing the lantern to where it's on the actual hook that it's supposed to be on. Oops. "Okay. I get it - but - and here's the kicker -" Carly sees his eyes light up as she agrees, and then he gets pale as snow as soon as he hears "but". She doesn't believe she's ever seen him actually get scared. Before this she was convinced that this man has absolutely no fears whatsoever. "You also have to be honest to me from here on out, alright? Friends aren't supposed to tell lies, friend," Carly brightens, getting up from her seat. Twilight doesn't say anything, but she can physically feel the sigh of relief that flows through him at that.]

[ "That's fine with me." He nods. "Friends also call eachother decent nicknames! Quit it with all the 'Ms.Callisto' stuff." Carly laughs. "I'm sorry, Ms.Call- Carly." Twilight offers awkwardly. "Hylia, you're hopeless. Okay, I don't actually mind your weird formal stuff, as long as it doesn't get awkward." She sighs. "Promise?" "Promise." ]

// Story development time!

- Mun Riju