A Hazy Sort of Clarity
[One Thousand Club]
Min Min
The Brawlin' Ramen Bomber
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Min Min's eyes flicked back onto Shulk as he began to walk down the cliffside. She quickly followed along, not wanting to be left behind.
The ARMS fighter now found herself facing a dilemma she had never thought she would have encountered before. To be in something so life-or-death...the most pressing thing she had been faced with before was winning the ARMS league tournament...to think, her life leading up to this had been so simple...it was almost laughable compared to some of the strife and adventure most of the other fighters had experienced before.
Again, the nagging feeling of inadequacy flitted through Min's brain. The Smash Brothers were made of some of the most impressive fighters she had ever met, some of them heroes, others villains, children and adults, all of them awe-inspiring in their own unique ways. Min Min had wondered why she out of all people had been asked to join this society, when all she had done beforehand was win a single fighting tournament...that, and help her family sell noodles...
Still, she reminded herself, there was no time to be thinking of pessimistic things...her faintly dark expression lightened slightly as she drove the thoughts away.
The ramen bomber noticed that the visionary was looking over in her direction. Her swirled eyes flickered onto him, then back onto the path after a moment. She didn't really know what to say or do other than walk in silence...this felt odd for her, as normally she found it easy to talk to people (as her mother constantly reminded her, '*沉默而生硬的服务不会让人满意!') Perhaps it was just because they were alone, just the pair of them stranded in the wilderness...the awkward silence made Min's words clot in her throat.
Mercifully, she was not the one that had to initiate conversation. Gazing back at Shulk as he began talking, she easily realized that he too noticed the awkwardness in the air. That made her smile slightly, and she replied, "No, I haven't. I haven't done anything like this before..." her green gaze lingered on the blonde for a moment more before she looked back at the path. She added, "The only time I really traveled aside for Smash Brothers was to the ARMS League Championship. Still, I hope I can be of some use to you here. I uhm, don't want to be any sort of burden."
--Translations--
*Silent and stiff service will not satisfy!
Tags: Ploegy
Location: Mountain Falls
Corrin
The Royal Dragon of Valla
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Corrin backed away slightly at the hostility of the two Smash Brothers before her...maybe she should have been less blunt with her appearance? Still, at least she had gotten her message through to them now...the aching in her wing was worth it.
The princess smiled at the cheerful pokemon and bent down to give her a little pat on the head. "Hello, Pikachu."
She then stood upright, her ruby eyes observing Dark Pit as he assessed her report. Although he was young, even younger than her, she knew he possessed a cunning mind. Hopefully he would make a smart decision here...what was that he was holding..?
Suddenly, the angel threw the object towards her. Instinctively, Corrin caught it. She glanced down at it- it was a...rodent? She glanced up at Dark Pit, her expression thoroughly nonplussed. "...A- a rat? Wait, Dark Pit, what are you..?"
The silver princess stared at Dark Pit as he ran farther into the wood. Was he serious? This must have been a joke...on top of giving her a weird rat to deliver, he had straight-up decided to go into the forest, where there was clearly a maniacal, powerful woman that wanted to decimate them? Her eyes snapped onto Pikachu. She was leaving with him too?
Corrin sighed. "Great. Now what do I do..?" she muttered to herself, looking down at the rat she held firmly in her hand. Inside her head, there was a battle of wills- one side of her wanted to heed the dark angel's request and head to the lake shore, but the other side told her to pursue the two fighters. If they somehow got hurt, or worse...it would be all her fault. She paced in silence for a moment, trying to decide on her next move.
All of a sudden, a mocking voice directly next to her broke the silence of the forest. Corrin's head snapped up- she stared directly into the cold eyes of Juri Han. Quick as a blink, the princess summoned her blade, her Fire Emblem, the Yato, gleaming with its violet aura. She quickly backed away from her, dodging her attack narrowly. Pointing the tip of her blade towards the woman, Corrin's wild pupils narrowed, giving her a slightly feral look. "Attacking the innocent, and without warning too? Where is your honor?" she demanded fiercely, her mind racing as her clutch on Dark Pit's rat tightened.
She had to face Juri Han alone now...and on top of that, she had to make sure not to lose the rodent...the silver princess was no coward, but this would be tricky to handle flawlessly...
Tags: GrumpySwallow Darklord95
Location: The Forest by the Shore
Marth
The Hero-King of Altea
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Marth clearly didn't care if he angered Link or not, he was venting his worry and frustration on him at the moment.
However, he had not expected Link to pretty much manhandle him when he agreed to help him out of the water...he felt a sharp tug near his neck as he was hoisted out of the water, strangling him slightly for a moment.
The Altean stared at the champion for a second, lying there in disbelief. Was that really the best way to help him out? He was a royal, therefore he should be treated with a bit more gentleness! He glared into Link's serious, bright blue eyes for a minute before sitting upright, dripping wet. "Well...while that was effective, you should be a bit more gentle! You are a royal knight, are you not? Therefore, treat royals with a delicate hand!"
He staggered onto his feet, beginning to wring out his cape. Marth knew Link was a bit rough around the edges, but still, he expected him to be at least a bit more decent...the Hero-King supposed some things never changed.
Still, Link had at least shown enough kindness to help him... "Thank you..." Marth muttered, glancing back at the Hylian. As he continued to pull himself together, he asked, his tone less harsh, "I take it that you don't know why we are here rather than the stadium?"
The prince's dark blue gaze rested on Link for a moment. "I'd...like to ask for your aid in this time of discord. With my smarts and your strength, I am sure we can be a force to be reckoned with. What say you, Link?"
Tags: Forevermore
Location: On the Other Side of the Lake
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