in_sidon_we_trust | Outside of Room 221 and Points Beyond; Saturday Morning [02/02].

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Outside of Room 221 and Points Beyond; Saturday Morning [02/02].

A challenge had been issued. And if anyone thought someone like Sidon would do anything but fully rise to meet that challenge with aplomb and gusto....well, then, clearly, they did not know Sidon. He supposed he could have waited a little later in the day, understanding that it was the weekend and some people (very rarely him!) liked to enjoy not having to be up early for classes or jobs or whatever else they had, but it took a great deal of willpower to wait even as long as he had. After all, each second that passed was an opportunity to lose that challenge.

And that simply would not stand.

Which was why there was a very large Zora at the door of Room 221 that morning, giving it a strong and hearty knock. "Vette!" he called out, before delivering another rhymthmic rapping on the door. "Vette! It is I, Sidon! The Zora Prince!"

She could probably hear that sparkling grin through the door, really.

"You must come quickly! We haven't got a moment to spare!"

[[ for that girl he kinda likes, though feel free to grumble. and NFB for distance after they hit that sweet, sweet portal, natch ]]

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And how quickly any sinking feeling that Sidon might have felt earlier came soaring back up with just a few kisses and a few words, and he shifted a little, whatever was needed so that he could easily rest his forehead against hers. He grinned with the swell of pride he felt, a pride he didn't think he'd really quite earned, because, for him, he hadn't done anything special, he'd only just been doing what he truly felt she deserved and should have...

...though he supposed the pride came from the feeling that went along with knowing he'd been doing it just so well, even with the missteps.

"Perhaps," he proposed, "it is not your luck at all in play here, but rather mine, as I must say, I cannot help but absolutely marvel over the fact that I should be so fortunate as to right here, right now, with someone as incredible as you, Vette. Or it could be an instance of both of our luck working in conjunction with each other, because I cannot imagine that one individual person could be as auspicious as I feel when I think about how we've found each other."

Really, Vette. You expected to say something like that to him and not get something like that in return?

Vette bit her tongue when she realized that her knee-jerk reply was about to be, 'Yeah, but why me?' Knew by now that there wasn't an answer out there that would ever make sense to her anyway, and didn't want to make Sidon worry that he wasn't trying hard enough to make her feel wanted, when that wasn't the issue at all.

"Auspicious, huh? Well, that is fancy." She smiled and settled in, idly taking a bite of her fish. Chewed thoughtfully. Swallowed. "Auspicious."

And here she was just lucky.

"Auspicious," Sidon agreed, smiling back, and doing his best to quell the little feeling of disappointment that her response wasn't...quite what he'd expected in a response. It wasn't difficult to squash, at least, because they were still there together, and he'd gotten a smile, and that was what really mattered in the end.

His attention did shift a little, though, to ward the sky, as the breeze pushed a cloud to cover the sun. And looking up, it was plain to see that many more clouds were following close behind. "Ah," he said, "it looks as though we may wish to finish our breakfast with a bit more haste. I suspect the weather might be in for a turn. Those clouds seem to be carrying the promise of--"

Of course, it was right then when a fat droplet of water dispersed from the clouds and made it past the leaves of the palm trees to land squarely on Sidon's upturned face.

"--rain."

Poor Sidon. He had to get himself all wrapped up in a girl who was more likely to say, 'And to be continued,' and flee from these conversations entirely in most situations. The fact that Vette was actually sitting around and still cuddling was practically a miracle unto itself. You were doing fine but dating a disaster, bud.

Well, less cuddling now, more giggling and trying to duck under Sidon's arm as more rain began to fall in earnest.

"And was there a contingency plan for rain?"

One of these dates she'd totally get more than two bites into her meal!

It was a good thing that Sidon had as much confidence in himself as he did, then. One ounce less, and he'd likely develop a complex about it.

As it was, though, he just laughed, doing his best to make sure he managed to cover her as best he could from the rain, which ultimately just worked as an excuse to draw Vette close and hold her there. "I must admit," he said, "there certainly was not! Though I can't say I mind the rain too terribly."

It was warm, after all, and a little refreshing, but difficult to avoid when that wind started whipping it around.

"We could always retreat back to the inn," he suggested, "and wait for it to blow over. Rain like this tends to come and go with the blink of an eye around here. But I will say that what I have planned next should be taking us somewhere that the weather shouldn't bother us, but it rain or sunshine."

Vette grinned up at him at that.

"I mean," she drawled, "you can't say something like that and leave it hanging, Sidon. I'm fine with eating extra next meal if you've got something planned, you know."

The curiosity was kind of killing her.

"There's a bit of a trek to get there," Sidon warned her. "Not a difficult one; it's relatively flat, with just a few curious and possibly irritated cows or goats along the way, so there'll be no avoiding the rain. Of course, if we're to be wet anyway, swimming around the coast will be much faster, but I know for a fact that there are lizalfos camped out that way, and we'll have to fight. How well do your blasters work in the rain?"

"Just fine in the rain," Vette promised. "Not super great underwater, I'd want to dry them out before doing much shooting with them if we go for a swim, though." She grinned and gave a little wiggle. "And, I mean, I won't ever complain about a little bit of fighting. Especially if it's fighting some jerks that are asking for it."

Oh, they were definitely asking for it, what with their whole being there and minding their own business...

"Perhaps we'd best walk, then," Sidon suggested, almost a little regrettably. "Last we need is an attack while we're swimming, leaving you without your blaster and me to handle all the fun. We can also finish a bit more breakfast on the way, and, besides, who even knows what we'll find when we get there!"

Curse those innocent bystanders!

"Well," Vette teased, "you had me under the impression that you might know. Or are we running into the unknown now? Ooh, is this an adventure? Are we exploring the unknown corners of Hyrule now, going where nobody else has ever been?"

"Oh, someone's been there," Sidon informed her, "but I suspect it's been a very, very long time. There are some ruins further east along the coast, very old ruins, quite possibly from even long before the Calamity."

And here, of course, he flashed a grin, one that seemed to contend with the nonchalance of the shrug he'd offered. "I figured it couldn't possibly hurt to give it a look."

Please excuse Vette, Sidon, because the giddy sound that she was making now was approaching a pitch only audible to dogs. Maybe bats. Possibly Togruta? Their montrals picked up a lot...

Ahem.

"Ruins! Ancient ruins! Sidon! Sidon, how did you know!?!"

That question was mostly rhetorical. Vette was aware that she wasn't really subtle about her love of tomb raiding.

It was almost as if Sidon paid attention, or something! Imagine that!

But for every reaction out of Vette that left him feeling perhaps a little disappinted and maybe confused, there were at least three like this, that seemed to somehow exceed any expectation he may have had, and so beautifully, too, and he laughed again, beaming, maybe needing to just squeeze her a little because he just had to do something with all these waves of adoration he was feeling.

"It must clearly be that supreme luck of mine, hard at work again," he said. "Now, it might take some doing, of course, as I hear it's been sealed for a long time and, again, not many venture that way, but I imagine that, if anyone could manage to take a crack at it, it would be you, Vette."

Vette was totally squeaking and diving in to hug him tight, now.

"Mysterious ruins puzzle! Yes!"

Seriously, it was going to be very difficult for her to top this one.

"Oooh, lemme at it, we'll be poking around dusty old ruins in no time!"

There were many, many things about Vette that left Sidon absolutely amazed and enthralled by her, but her ability to somehow manage to be even more delightful and endearing than she had previously been, which he'd figured had to be some sort of limit, because how could anyone possibly exceed that?, was easily one of his favorites.

He chuckled, having no problems feeling rather proud of himself now, nuzzling into that hug a little bit before making his own declarations.

"Then let us not waste any more time! For thrilling and incredible adventure awaits!

"Well," he amended, dropping the boisterious tone for a lighter one as he grinned down at her, "perhaps we can stand to waste a little more time..."

With kisses. A few more kisses. Because he couldn't imagine a situation where Vette would launch herself into hugging him like that and have it not end in more kisses.

Any hug that ended with Sidon kisses was indeed a hug well-executed, and Vette hummed happily into those kisses, hanging on just that little bit longer, even while the rain started to come down in buckets and soak clean through her clothing.

She grinned against his mouth, and nuzzled her nose against his face, and then gave a happy little sigh.

"The ruins aren't going anywhere without us," she agreed.

Yup, still the luckiest girl in the multiverse.

"I should certainly hope not," said Sidon, grinning at the nuzzle, nuzzling back before kissing her forehead. "If it has been there for hundreds and hundreds of years, and chose this very moment to just disappear off the face of Hyrule, well, then, I must say, it clearly wasn't worth our time and effort anyway."

Even the greatest, dustiest ancient ruin out there wouldn't be worth it to him if it meant having to miss out on this.

"Oh, if it chose this moment to disappear of the face of Hyrule, I think that means we'd have a bigger puzzle to solve together," Vette pointed out, and there was still a bit of delight in her voice as she said that, too. "Disappearing ruins? If you ever find something like that, you better take me there right away."

Just imagine the adventure they could have trying to figure that one out!

And all the kisses along the way!

"Right away," Sidon promised, giving a faint nod of dedication to accompany his soft smile and his thumb brushing adoringly against her cheek. "Why, that just about nearly makes me wish it does disppear, if only to add that extra element of mystery and surprise. Mmmm, perhaps if we just gave it a little bit longer..."

...it was a very good thing that he'd planned to start this date out nice and early; at the rate they were going, it could very well be nightfall by the time they even got up.

And Vette would be soaked through enough that they might as well have just gone the swimming route to get to the ruins, at that.

"We can always hope to get lucky, hm?"

Said the galaxy's luckiest girl.

Oh, just give it five minutes, the rain would likely clear up as quickly as it had started.

Unless, of course, they decided to go climbing, and then it would never stop.

"I must admit," said Sidon, chuckling a little, "this has rather gotten my curiousity to start tickling the back of my brain in wondering if there is a possibilty that we might truly discover it gone when we arrive! And there's only one way to calm that particular curiosity, though this current situatuion we find ourselves in is rather," and here he sighed a bit wistfully, soaking up the moment as well as the rain, "incredible."

"Incredible," Vette echoed, smiling a little bit more. She contented herself to sit for a few more moments. And then, in a murmur, she said, "Sidon?"

And a little fidget.

"Thank you for all of this."

And the tide of worry that rushed in at that little murmur and that little fidget ebbed away just as swiftly as it came in with those words, leaving behind a wash of relief and a little embarrassment that he'd felt he'd needed to worry at all. "You're quite welcome, Vette," he said, beaming, leaning into her with an appreciative nuzzle. "And thank you for providing me with the absolute exquisite inspiration and for being so completely willing to just be whisked away on the capricious whim of an infatuated fool, only to be caught in the rain and having to listen to me babble on and on about myself for an eternity."

"You seem to have an eternity of good stories," Vette pointed out. "And I like hearing them."

She laughed a little, reaching up to touch his headfin, fingers lingering near that scar.

"Even if some of them make me want to shake you. I still wouldn't change you."

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