The Return [/Finished/]

[Cameo]

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[bg=#000000][style=text-align:justify;padding:20px;font-size:8pt;color:#808A87;font-family:Times new roman;height:280px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical; overflow-y: auto;] Cameo sighed quietly in relief as she assured him that it was okay, but the fact that she was quiet afterward worried him. Being the awkward kid he is, he could only assume that he had offended her, but he thought it was best not to dwell on it. Perhaps the silence was a good thing after all. None the less, he felt the need to continue with small talk, even if it just meant he would have more opportunities to make himself look awkward. "So, any plans once we reach Castle Town?" It seemed like an innocent enough question, but there were probably a number of ways it could be misinterpreted, just like anything he said. Thinking back, Cameo realized he wasn't the most social type. He didn't exactly have a problem around people, he just wasn't always sure how he should act. There were plenty of things one could say to offend someone, and that was usually the last thing he wanted to do. It clouded his thoughts sometimes, thinking of just the right thing to say and such. For him, this was amplified by at least ten when he was around women, and it shows. [/style]

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[Nikiya Koshkal]

[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,5px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true] Think, think. She had the plan all played out and thought of in her mind, but the question was whether or not to execute it. The boy who cried wolf and all that was well acknowledged and embedded in her mind. If she went through with it, the wolfos would have pretended to hear some strange noise in the distance. Then, upon walking near or inspecting some nearby brush, she would throw herself into it and feign some sort of struggle, as she was whisked away by an invisible creature, vanishing into the night, as Cameo was left to panic about her whereabouts and welfare. In the end, she pushed the ploy away, thinking that if she overdid it, chances of having even one ally would reduce to zero. And now that she reiterated her idea, it sounded more like a good getaway scheme than anything else. Caught up in her train of thought, she nearly missed the spoken question, only ending her distraction just in time. "Hah? Oh, yes, Castle Town!" She repeated, as an attempt to make the question stick in her head. "Not particularly." She replied, matter-of-factly. Though perhaps food would be nice. People would likely be heading to sleep at this hour, so there wouldn't be much to do. "Got anything on your end?" She returned the favor with a deviant smile. "Maybe I could tag along a while longer." At least she wasn't secretly planning on stalking him or anything. Right?

[Cameo]

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[bg=#000000][style=text-align:justify;padding:20px;font-size:8pt;color:#808A87;font-family:Times new roman;height:280px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical; overflow-y: auto;] "I haven't made any plans either." That was the first time in a while Cameo had told a full-blown lie. He had plenty to do the second he reached the castle. I think they can wait for me just this once; the castle isn't going anywhere, after all. That was also the first time he fully decided to neglect his duties. Wow, such a rebel~ "Since neither of us have anything to do once we get there, maybe we could... um... get something to eat?" He had never really asked anyone to do anything before, so he felt awkward as he spoke. Even so, like most of the things he said, it was already out there and there was no going back. Still, he couldn't help but regret his decision to avoid his Caretaker duties. He still stands by his current choice of spending time with Koshkal, but what if something happened? In the off chance that something terrible happened the one time he shrugged of his responsibilities, he would feel awful. He shook his head to clear his mind; nothing could possibly go wrong, and he needed to realize this and live in the moment. Such morbid thoughts would surely be the death of him. [/style]

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[Nikiya Koshkal]

[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,5px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true] She blinked slowly, mulling his words over. Well, she supposed it made sense. She had assumed he was probably trying to get somewhere, but thinking back, if he had been, he probably would have ran, or power-walked. Welp, no use thinking about that, She decided in the end. As she walked, she lowered her arms back down to her sides, nodding as Cameo continued to sp-- "Wah, food, yes!" She cheered loudly, her arms following the notion, not even a millisecond after he had finished his sentence. For a rare moment, she acted much more like she appeared: a young teenager, hyperactive and tenacious, crazy about the simple idea of food. "Food, food~" The wolfos proceeded to sing, as if upon hearing the guarantee that she was likely to eat tonight, her stomach was already full and content. After some time, the ainur realized her unusual demeanor and caught herself, freezing in position. "Er..." She hastily lowered her arms and feigned a cough, regaining composure as she turned back to Cameo. "Yes, of course!" Though she was not exuberant, a delighted tone could be still hear in her voice, as she mentally licked her lips, pondering what they could possibly eat. Mind you, Koshkal was not a poor starving child; even if she didn't have enough to get food in town, there was always hunting, and of course, stealing. If anything, she was just an avid food appreciator.

[Cameo]

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[bg=#000000][style=text-align:justify;padding:20px;font-size:8pt;color:#808A87;font-family:Times new roman;height:280px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical; overflow-y: auto;] Cameo tried to resist laughing when he saw Koshkal's reaction, but he just couldn't help himself. "My, my. Quite the lively one now, eh?" It was a terrible pun to say the least but he couldn't resist. It's not every day he gets to let loose and joke around, you know. Rather anxious to see the cheery Koshkal again, he decided to keep the topic of food going. "So, what do you want once we get there?" Not only would this hopefully send her into a happy rant, it would probably help him decide what to get as well. He didn't go into Castle Town that often unless he was just passing through, so he didn't really know the foods that were available for purchase. Come to think of it, Cameo really needs to get out more. The only reason he's seen the places he's seen is because he was on business or escorting the princess. Perhaps he should take time off sometime, Goddesses know he needs it. Actually, I'll ask for a few days off and Koshkal and I can- He immediately cut himself off mid-thought, and almost stopped walking altogether. He needed to snap out of it and realize that this girl was just someone he met and traveled with for a while; after they left each other's company they probably wouldn't meet again. He thought about her much too casually, and didn't quite know why. [/style]

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[Nikiya Koshkal]

[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,5px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true] "Hmph," She pouted slightly, making a mental note to never do that again. At least the strange tension seemed to ease between the two. Strangely, despite having met the sheikah moments ago, she felt at ease with him, as if they were old friends from long ago. Being a sheikah, and the fact that he was heading back to Castle Town from somewhere, Koshkal had the slight notion that Cameo was probably working for the Princess Zelda, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing. The wolfos bore no ill will towards the Princess, nor did she have any intentions of harming her. But an important fact to note was that could be subject to change, depending on how things went. Regardless, she hoped the tide wouldn't turn in such a regrettable way. That aside, there was also the fact that she was a monster. "Hunh. I don't know, actually," She mused out loud in response. "Would there even be any food available at night?" As nocturnal as she was, she couldn't imagine some merchant randomly out in the cold, offering food at midnight. Unless of course, they were a monster themselves. ooc // gdi, kosh, don't you go tsundere.

[Cameo]

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[bg=#000000][style=text-align:justify;padding:20px;font-size:8pt;color:#808A87;font-family:Times new roman;height:280px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical; overflow-y: auto;] Cameo didn't really know how to answer her question at first. He got the majority of his food from the castle, so he wasn't aware of the availability of food at this hour. He didn't want to say yes, because that might turn out to be a lie; but he didn't want to say no because that might disappoint Koshkal. After a short moment of thought, he came up with something. "Well, if there isn't any available at the time, we can always... acquire some." Nope nope nope. Stealing food was absolutely impossible. Why did he even say that? It was wrong. Wrong wrong wrong. And it makes him sound like a delinquent. Wait, girls like delinquents, right? Maybe this was a good thing then. Wait... he shouldn't care about that kind of stuff. Right? oAo None the less, there's no way he was going to contradict himself now. He actually felt kind of badass. Maybe he would steal a leather jacket too, that way he could pop the collar while saying something cool. Wait... this was getting a little out of hand. Or a lot out of hand, he couldn't be quite sure. [/style]

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[Nikiya Koshkal]

[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,5px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true] Beneath her hat, invisible to the world, the wolfos's ears perked up at the insinuation. It was an appealing idea, if unoriginal. She had been there, done that, several times before, or perhaps nearly every day of her life since escaping the cage she had been ruthlessly put in. Unfortunately for Cameo, though, it would appear he didn't think her the kind of person to have stolen, or even killed before. Ah, how disappointed he would probably be. Back to the question at hand, she had no objections if they decided to steal food after all, but the problem was where could they steal some? It wasn't like they could just sneak into someone's house, and there definitely wouldn't be any laying around for their convenience. Disregarding the trash, naturally. Heh, There was little she cared for, but she knew what boundaries to cross and stay away from in regards to the sheikah. His prior silence told her it was a last resort choice, and if it so happened they ended up going with the plan, and he got caught, she would not be happy that his possible demotion hung over her blank conscious. After a moment, the teen casually patted her companion on the shoulder. "If it turns out there's nothing, I'll just have to take a rain check on the offer," She declared. ooc // lmao. kosh be makin' them good guys go bad, whut.

[Cameo]

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[bg=#000000][style=text-align:center;color:#911616; font-family: Mistral; font-size:15px; font-weight:heavy; letter-spacing:1pt;]Let’s pretend we don’t exist~ Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica~[/style]

[bg=#000000][style=text-align:justify;padding:20px;font-size:8pt;color:#808A87;font-family:Times new roman;height:280px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical; overflow-y: auto;] Cameo was relieved that Koshkal had turned down the offer of pilfering food. While it might have been fun to do something like that, it certainly wasn't in his nature. He would have felt out of place and inevitably messed it up. Or, if they had succeeded, he probably would have felt bad and gone back to apologize. He suddenly abandoned that train of thought as he had a realization. "There have to be a few inns that are open twenty-four hours, right? I'm sure at least one of them has some kind of food we could buy." It was a little out there as far as ideas go, but in all honesty Cameo was hellbent on getting this girl some food. Mainly because he was subconsciously afraid that she would just up and leave when their plans fell through. "But, if I'm wrong, what'll you do next?" He couldn't help himself when it came to curiosity. If they did decide to split when there was no food, he would probably just trudge back to the castle, but hopefully it wouldn't come to that. He was having a decent amount of fun here; well, as much fun as someone walking down the road at night could have. [/style]

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[Nikiya Koshkal]

[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,5px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true] Sheikah or not, Koshkal had a feeling that Cameo was one of the "good guys." Maybe he had killed a person or two, just maybe, if only to protect or because of "justice," but she doubted if this assumption was true, his conscious could carry the guilt of committing some actual crime. The idea that then came across the teen's mind had never been thought of by the wolfos. After all, she was a monster, and she didn't particularly spend a lot of her time in a town, much less an inn. She likely would not have known such a fact, which caused all sorts of questions to rise in her head. Positive that this would stir up some kind of suspicion, however, she went along with the idea instead, nodding slowly. "Ah, I guess so!" She spoke with tact, throwing her confusion away. "As for after the fact, uh," Did she have any business to attend? She wasn't entirely sure. She did often say she had all the time in the world, but there were some matters she needed to attend to. "No harm in roaming around like I was before." Yep. Koshkal, ever the wanderer. ooc // geh, derp post. should prolly work.

[Cameo]

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[bg=#000000][style=text-align:center;color:#911616; font-family: Mistral; font-size:15px; font-weight:heavy; letter-spacing:1pt;]Let’s pretend we don’t exist~ Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica~[/style]

[bg=#000000][style=text-align:justify;padding:20px;font-size:8pt;color:#808A87;font-family:Times new roman;height:280px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical; overflow-y: auto;] Cameo mentally frowned when he heard the girl's answer; he was having fun, and the thought of it ending put him in a rather childish state of mind. Hopefully they would be able to get something to eat, that way the night would end on a good note. Slowly but surely the gates of Castle Town were coming into view, but something else distracted the boy. In contrast to the now dark blue night sky, there was a glint of white light flying through the air. Among all of the stars in the sky, this was the only one moving. "Oh~ Look! A shooting star! Quick, make a wish!" Flailing his arms around, he pointed out the star to make sure that his companion would know where to look. He quickly squinted in silence for a moment, making his wish. After opening his eyes, a small grin was painted across his face. He instantly wondered if that was too childish of him. Then again, with Koshkal's reaction to the food earlier he felt they were about even. Who knows what he wished for? Well, he does, but I can't tell you. Because then it might not come true~ [/style]

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[Nikiya Koshkal]

[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,5px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true] Koshkal held back a snicker at the boy's overly happy reaction to the sudden shooting star, making sure to steer clear of his flailing arms as her gaze turned skywards. In her short lifetime, she had seen plenty of shooting stars, thanks to the fact that she often slept outside in the forests, and never really thought much of it. In all honesty, things like wishes to her, were pointless things. If people wanted a wish to come true, they should go out of their way and do everything in their power in order to make it happen, not sit around praying to the skies to do it for them. But fortunately, the night's events harbored a good mood in the wolfos, and so she decided to humor the sheikah, closing her eyes as he did, simply mimicking him out of the fact she had only a vague idea of how this "wishing upon a shooting star" business worked. When her vision darkened, it was like she was in a world of her own, drifting into the space known as her mind. Yet as she divulged into her thoughts, she couldn't think of a thing to wish for. It was an odd feeling of emptiness, but then again, perhaps it was because she was already working to achieve her wishes, or maybe she was content with what she had. Despite the fact, Koshkal made it appear as though she was mulling it over, and after counting to three, her eyes reopened, and with it, she almost habitually stretched her arms to the sky, like a cat would after waking. Curiously, her eyes wandered to examine the horizon, taking note of the gates in the proximity. The moment of truth was arriving, and truth be told, she was itching for something to happen. occ // who knew a talk'n'walk could amount to three pages. xD

[Cameo]

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[bg=#000000][style=text-align:justify;padding:20px;font-size:8pt;color:#808A87;font-family:Times new roman;height:280px;overflow:-moz-scrollbars-vertical; overflow-y: auto;] Of course Cameo wanted to know what Koshkal wished for, but he definitely wasn't going to ask. For one, it wouldn't come true if she told him, and two, he didn't really want to embarrass himself any more than he already has. For a split second he thought that she might have just played along and feigned her wishing process, but he quickly dismissed it. The boy couldn't help but wonder what would happen once they passed through the gates and entered the town. There were a number of possible outcomes. Hopefully they would be able to just get some food, talk a little more, and then part ways for the time being. Then again, the inn they visit might get spontaneously attacked by bandits, resulting in a bloody tag-team battle. Or, you know, there could just be a food shortage that leaves the two disappointed. The gates drew closer and closer, a shadow or two of what could possibly be a few guards on patrol moving around the perimeter of the town. "Well, in a few moments we'll get to see if this night ends on a nice note~" There was a slight hint of excitement in his voice; mainly because he was happy to have made it to town safely, but he had also grown quite hungry during this little trip. [/style]

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[Nikiya Koshkal]

[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,5px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true] How many people were night owls? Would anyone recognize her from her little schemes of the past? A multitude of questions ran through her head as she saw the massive gates of the Castle Town. Perhaps it was a bit too late to be thinking of such things, but then again, maybe it didn't matter. It wasn't like she randomly killed people off of the streets. Without turning her head, her gaze shifted to the sheikah beside her. Ahaah? Was he expecting something to go wrong? She hoped perhaps he was right. A little spice in life was never a bad thing. But, that said, Hyrule wasn't that disoriented. She doubted something like a catastrophic event would happen so suddenly on a whim. "One can only hope~" occ // don't worry about it, dawg! hm, got a short post here. P:

[Cameo]

[atrb=valign, top][style=border-left:4px solid #9E2121; font-size:10px; line-height:13px; padding-left:8px; text-align:justify; padding-right:8px;]The two were almost there, mere minutes from the gate when Cameo decided to speak up again. "So... um... You know the festival that's coming up?" He stopped for a moment to gather his thoughts, not even taking into account that she might not have heard of it. "Maybe, if you're in town, we could... you know... meet up or something. I hear that there's gonna be games and food and stuff..." He knew that he should probably be focusing on the food their trying to acquire right now, but he thought it was best to bring up the idea while it was still fresh in his mind. Of course, after making his awkward, choppy little speech, the boy thrust his hands into the pockets of his coat. He silently stared downwards at his feet while he walked, dragging out his steps slightly. Well, that was dumb. I'm dumb ;~; It was a dumb question, and it's not the right time to ask about that kind of stuff. Stop straying from the current objective. [/style] [STYLE=font-size:10px; padding-left: 12px; font-weight: bold]tags: Koshkal notes: Awh yeah new template~ credit: template made by oxymoron! of btn[/style]

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