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all_inclusive2014-06-28 12:47 pm
hylianqueen) wrote in all_inclusive2014-06-28 12:47 pm
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There was, incidentally, a training room buried deep within the hotel and it had taken Zelda this long to find it. She usually liked to go out of doors as much as possible as she hated being confined but today she had sought out amusement within the hotel itself; doors were still something that were hit or miss and she hadn't felt like taking the risk today.
It looked nothing like a Hylian training room would look. The equipment was all impossibly modern and several contraptions were so complicated that Zelda did not have any desire to try to learn how to use them. What was of interest were several training dummies that looked remarkably like the ones used by the Hylian army to hone their sword and shield skills. This, she could work with - but not in a dress.
She returned to her room and changed into Sheikah training garb she'd worn all her years as Sheik but decided that she wanted to hone her physical skills in Zelda's body and not effect the change. Not today. It would cause too many questions and produce lies that she was unwilling to keep up for the moment. So much of her life had been trafficked in secrets and the hotel was the one place where Zelda wanted merely to be honest.
The fit was a bit tighter, considering, but Zelda had always been slender no matter which form she took. It would work for her purposes today and she stole back down to the gym to train. She had daggers tucked in her boots and launched an attack, daggers flying into the face of the two dummies to her left and right as she flung herself toward the center one to use fists and feet.
It had been a long, long time since she'd been able to use this particular set of skills.
It looked nothing like a Hylian training room would look. The equipment was all impossibly modern and several contraptions were so complicated that Zelda did not have any desire to try to learn how to use them. What was of interest were several training dummies that looked remarkably like the ones used by the Hylian army to hone their sword and shield skills. This, she could work with - but not in a dress.
She returned to her room and changed into Sheikah training garb she'd worn all her years as Sheik but decided that she wanted to hone her physical skills in Zelda's body and not effect the change. Not today. It would cause too many questions and produce lies that she was unwilling to keep up for the moment. So much of her life had been trafficked in secrets and the hotel was the one place where Zelda wanted merely to be honest.
The fit was a bit tighter, considering, but Zelda had always been slender no matter which form she took. It would work for her purposes today and she stole back down to the gym to train. She had daggers tucked in her boots and launched an attack, daggers flying into the face of the two dummies to her left and right as she flung herself toward the center one to use fists and feet.
It had been a long, long time since she'd been able to use this particular set of skills.
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"I might need eternity. You're talented," she murmured. "I would like to do this again once I have caught my breath and slowed my heart. Are you surprised by this at all?"
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"Not surprised, no," Erik chuckled and pulled her closer into him, "but I won't be obliging ye. Not just yet. Ye'll be sore yet, luv."
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"Sore? Hardly," Zelda scoffed. Nothing about what Erik had done had made her sore or hurt her at all so she did not seem to think that could be a result of this.
"It really is too bad I am not a common maiden. I would lie with you without fear of retribution. But, sadly, my purity is a coin yet unspent."
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"That would be because you like me," Zelda said smugly. "I presume this is a correct assumption, is it not?"
Zelda had never been truly comfortable with anyone before now. Being princess and meant to be queen someday meant she had few people she could call friend and not a lot of time to simply be herself. Without the burden of title, she could be more relaxed.
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