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[newmemorywhodis]

[User name: liiiink]

Hi

I'm going to look for our stuff

Tell me what you lost?

[There. Link has successfully managed to Communicate Using The Network. He feels very accomplished.]


[[ooc: Plotting post for this is here. If you want to get involved in helping to retrieve items - or you'd like another character to retrieve something for you - comment there too]]

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[scarabwings]

"It's an old nickname from when I was a little girl," she replies, giving him a slightly-crooked smile. Not quite the whole truth, but it's easier than explaining that it's one her divine patron had decided was important enough to theme the superpowers she no longer has access to around.

She comes to her feet, and offers him a hand. "My name's Layla."

[newmemorywhodis]

Link nods, accepting the explanation without even the slightest question. Then he looks at her offered hand. It's not that he's unfamiliar with the practice of shaking hands - he's seen it happen - it's just not something he's done, personally, very much. Waving seems so much easier.

Still, she wants to shake hands, so Link shakes hands. Maybe with a bit of an awkward grip. "I'm Link." He grabs his Slate, and holds it up. "I have a map?"

[scarabwings]

Okay, that's clearly not a common cultural point. Layla files that away for future reference, and doesn't let her smile slip in spite of the somewhat awkward clasp of hands.

"Great. Start it up, and let's see what we're working with here."

[newmemorywhodis]

Perhaps more to do with Link's own social inexperience, than a lack of common cultural points. Though handshaking perhaps still wasn't the most common, back in Hyrule.

Deftly, Link taps at the Slate's screen, soon bringing up the map function. He might not be very familiar with digital communication tools but this, at least, he's well practiced at using.

When he has the map open, he holds it out so Layla can see. A tiny icon of a chest marks all of the locations of the Sylphid's depots and post offices.

[scarabwings]

"Treasure chests?" she asks, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly as she swallows back a laugh. It's a little on the nose, considering.

"That's a lot of potential targets. We'll need to prioritize, unless you can pull together a massive team."

[newmemorywhodis]

Link nods, seeing absolutely no problem with using treasure chest pins. He's got to use something, and treasure chests makes the most sense.

"Lots of people say they want to come." Though not really - the group isn't that large. But to Link, it's a lot of people.

[scarabwings]

"I'm not surprised." She hadn't seen many responses by her standards - but that doesn't mean others haven't reached out to him privately. "People will want their own equipment - and most of us don't have that many pieces of home here."

[newmemorywhodis]

"I want my things," Link says, with quiet, determined insistence. "They took everything in my Slate."

Some things, while he'd be sad never to get them back, he could live without. But other things...other things he wasn't willing to let go of.

And for the Sword the Seals the Darkness, letting that go absolutely was not an option.

[scarabwings]

"You mean they wiped its native programs?" Layla asks, because that makes much more sense to her than what it sounds like he's saying. Surely a tablet can't actually hold objects.

"That's an odd choice."

[newmemorywhodis]

"No. They took my things."

He taps at the screen again, before turning it around to show her a different screen. This one looks to be an inventory of sorts. There looks to be a few different subsections, with the one currently showing labeled 'Weapons'.

There's also a small thumbnail picture of a broom, a spear, and a club - and a lot of blank, apparently empty spaces. The only weapon missing from the screen is his sword - and that's because it's on his back.