#had them on the backburner for at least a month... just like bell... haed in ym hansd.

[rebelband]

S192U3G5A5XXR — ❛ SOUR; ( it | they | she ) CHECK :: the logical one. sounds like a steady rhythm.

「💛」 ⑄ BASIC PROFILE ⑄

sweet’s "younger” twin (they’re the same) | agender | aro-ace (repulsed) | INTJ “right” speaker (actually the left one) | engineer | independent freelancer

Laidback and reserved; often allowed Sweet to lead and set the pace in its childhood (though they did occasionally cause mischief... for fun and attention, mostly). The pair were wandering speakers that did the occasional audio/advertisement gig alongside pilfering scrap for money. They lacked a place to consider “home,” but at the least, the two had each other.

While they both originate from the device name SUGAR, they have adopted their current pseudonyms after running through a list of duo words. Spice was discarded in favor of keeping their original name under wraps. Sweet was simply... from 19235XX. S-W-E-E-[T]. Left to right, Sweet-and-Sour. (If you arrange them the way they should be, they would become Bitter-Sweet though.)

(Not necessarily a no-nonsense robot, but like Sweet, it won’t understand a fair amount of jokes. The type to want to ask a lot of questions but simply. Does not.)

They eventually grew apart from each other in their Darkner Teen Years^TM in order to pursue their own paths while still maintaining a line of communication. Sweet a musician/performer; Sour a middle-man technician/smith-combo.

In pursuit of a Darkner to better work the sound in her Mansion, Queen had picked up Sweet almost by chance. Contact became more infrequent here, but the speakers still checked up on each other through the seldom correspondence. ⠀ * Sour is not the sort to miss a letter or delay a response, nor was there any “email interference” from any third parties. * ...Sour also could never attend a venue directly as she would not know where to place their positive feelings. It does not express itself very well and is, to themself, a rather socially inept robot... ⠀

Contact recontinued post-surge as soon as Sour got word that the Swt-Cpn-Cks trio had left her service for confidential reasons. By this point, it became a matter of updating each other (and reconnecting, in their own way) as colleagues in The Resistance. * Sour drops by mostly to check on Sweet and its band, always on some form of business-basis. Dropping by and leaving certain parts. Setting up some new connections. Purchasing scrap for resale and/or salvaging and the like. * She does not linger around often for safety reasons and goes under the alias [Siren], much like how [S-C-C] fell under: [C-T-A] → Bass [C]lef, [T]reble Clef, Fermat[A] → [Call-to-Action]. ⠀

Sour has, on occasion, been mistaken for Sweet. Mostly by Cap’n, but he learns after the first few times given their cold feedback response of nothing (due to taking its sweet time trying to figure out an appropriate response before ultimately extracting itself from the situation), unlike his bandmate’s usual temper/easy reply.

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「💜」 ⑄ FRAME AND SYSTEMS (appearance) ⑄

[ * Palette and other features are inspired by the designer’s concept art B for Sweet. ]

Its chassis is decorated in the occasional stray scar left from fights and general mishaps. No apparent major external wounds. As Sweet and Sour are a pair of external speakers of the same model-brand, its back holds the panel with information regarding their S/N and miscellaneous. Oil stains are a given. Sour has a few extra studs (...for aesthetics) and a more square-like optical, antenna purposed for its main line of work.

The two speakers share the same circle-dot palms and internal wirings. Notable modifications are as follows... Left arm has been altered with sharper fingertips/claws, two tubes added as faux-veins to assist in both coolant transfer and magic channeling. Same concept has been applied to the rings upon right glove as additional magical reserves. Fingertips have padding, serving as a conduit among other. Things. And such.

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「🤍」 ⑄ MISCELLANEOUS INFO SHARE ⑄

Well-versed in technology. Rather—very interested in it! Enjoys dismantling and reassembling, but mostly the “how” in something works.

While Sweet excels in using a hammer and has its own magical expertise, Sour performs better in amplifying and fine-tuning its magic for efficiency. Setting traps. Planning. Patterns. Adapting to the environment; it’s a methodical process, and it does its best not to be predictable, let alone ill-prepared.

(Together, they are menaces. But that’s just expected isn’t it? Hammer buddies...)

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On another note, Sour is rather fond of Bell (Rebel Plugboy). Clicks well in a chill-vibes-interactions sort of way, though perhaps that’s due to both of them being a bit more hesitant in conversation. Was the one to know about Bell seeking the rebels and gave it a nod towards the base’s direction a few times.

...Given how that went, these two had taken to a different line of work, in a way. (The experimentation and observation of transformation.)

To put it short anyways.

[lcclements]

Bonded Chapter 2

Chapter 2: A Bonding Gone Wrong

Author’s Note: So because I’m working on my personal manuscript, I only can do these updates once a month. Also, I did realize having both Saphira and Link doing sign language in conversation would be annoying, so I thought of a hilarious way of having her learn Hylian quickly. Finally, before anyone points it out, I know that one form of sign language is not the universal language. I also updated the guide. So, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the Legend of Zelda franchise. It belongs to Nintendo and Shigeru Miyamoto. Please don’t sue! I only create OOCs!

Guide:

“blah” : sign language

‘blah’: thoughts

[blah]: foreign language

    Prince Sidon paced back and forth as he waited for results from the healer. In the middle of explaining about why she was at the top of a lake, she passed out. As she fell, it seemed like a maternal instinct kicked in, as she held the baby tightly. Currently, Paya was holding said child, and it seemed to take comfort in her arms. “He seems to like you.”Signed Link

“Well, it’s like that for me everywhere.” Said Paya

“It’s a sign you’ll be a great mother. Maybe we should-”

“N-no it’s t-t-too soon!”

Baby Lin began to fuss and Paya began rocking him. Both Link and Sidon snickered and she glared at the both of them, with her husband looking away.

Sidon often wondered what it would be like to be married. There were plenty of marriageable Zora women in the kingdom, but he never really felt one that was right for him. Sure, he had a fan club, but all they saw were things on the surface, but it almost seemed like none of the club members truly know him. His father tried to have him set off on a pilgrimage to other Zora tribes, but he would shrug off the suggestion. With everything that just happened, andthe fact that over twenty percent of the Zora population was severely injured or worse, it was only common sense that the subject of marriage would be placed on the backburner.

He snapped out of his thoughts as the healer emerged from the room. The older Zora rubbed the back of his neck and stretched. “Netto, how is Saphira?”

“She’s, well, she’s suffering from exhaustion and malnutrition. She also seems to have two cracked ribs and what looks like a few burns. Other than that, she’ll make a recovery.”

Sidon gave him a wry smile. Netto was one of the few old Zora that stayed the same over the past 100 years. He was a gruff doctor, and his beside manner was something none left to be desired, but he was good at his job. He was also one of the few Zora that studied Hylians, though Sidon wasn’t sure Saphira and Baby Lin counted as Hylians.

“She needs rest.” Said Netto, “It seems she has been running for days.”

“Running from what?” asked Paya

“Ah, that’s the question. For now, she needs rest, and I should check this young one.”

**Dream Sequence**

Saphira felt as if she were floating. She tried to remember where she was, but when she looked up at the purple sky, she instantly remembered. Her feet felt dry grass as she walked around the garden. As she looked at the dead flowers, she sighed, thinking about the Sols. They were dying, and food was growing scarce. “Priestess Saphira!” yelled a voice

A twili guardsman approached her and bowed. “I am only a Priestess in Training. Please don’t call me that.” “Not according to High Priestess Valya.”

Saphira rolled her eyes and folded her arms. “Why did you call me?”

“King Stil requested a meeting with all the priestess.”

She nodded her head and began walking towards the castle. Various servants and guardsmen bowed as she walked past. Looking around the castle, she remembered when the castle used to be so clean, so beautiful. Now, many of the tapestries were burned, and the portraits of pervious rulers were removed. A loud scream and she froze, and so did many of the inhabitants in the castle. The ceiling shook as dust flew. “Poor Queen Mana.” Mumbled one servant, “Lost to madness.”

The world seemed to shift a bit before she was standing with her fellow warrior priestesses, erecting a barrier. An tall twili, raven-haired with splotches, began directing the few people towards an open, purple portal. Many were the poor citizens of twili with children. The King himself held the young baby. In the distance was the castle, currently on fire. A face of a demon could he seen melding with the flames. Guardsmen stood in a defensive position. “This is it!” yelled King Stil, “We must seek safe pilgrimage in the light realm!”

The twili looked in fear at the portal and the King nodded at one of his guardsmen, who began escorting the people across. An demonic screeching could be heard and Saphira looked at lizard-like creatures with sharp teeth charging towards them. “Don’t let them through, my children!” yelled High Priestess Valya

The creatures slammed themselves against the shielding, crackling and sizzling as the fell go their deaths. Sheer masses made Saphira dig her heels into the ground. Another priestess shrieked as she was overwhelmed by the horde as her shield broke. “Advanti!” yelled another

“Stand your ground!”

“You dare rebel against your new King?!” bellowed a voice

Saphira could only watch in fear of the flaming demon coming towards them. With a clap of his hands, the shields began to crack. “Hurry!” yelled Saphira, “I don’t know how long we can hold this!”

Twili servants began scrambling for the portal as the creature got closer. “Saphira!” yelled King Stil

She looked back at the King as he approached. “You must go with them.”

“No! My job is here!”

The shield cracked again. “Go my child!” yelled Valya, “Your fate is not here!” When the shield broke, all chaos seemed to ensue. Creatures of dark nature pounced on everyone. She could see her fellow priestesses fighting with their sacred weapons, making them explode. Saphira hit one creature in the neck and it exploded. She then used her silver bell to create a barrier to dissipate shadows. One of her fellow priestesses fell and she went to her aid, destroying the creature that was attacking. But, she was too late, and blood gurgled out of her throat. A sharp pain in her side and a cracking noise made her look as ground crashed into her. Disoriented for a moment, she felt something warm being shoved into her chest. She tried to focus by looking at the King’s face, but she couldn’t hear his voice out of the chaos. In her arms, she could see the baby as it cried. She was shoved in the portal, and as she was pushed, she could see the flaming demon getting close to the King.

**End of Dream Sequence**

Sidon watched as Saphira formed tears in the corner of her eyes as she slept. Her hand clenched into fists as she tossed and turned. He touched her forehead and she seemed to lean into his touch. [Brother…] she murmured

Her eyes popped open and she looked at the prince, who pulled his hand away. Blinking away her tears, she sat him looking around the room. [Where am I?}

Prince Sidon looked at her curiously and she sighed. She winced as she felt her injuries and looked down at her hands. She then looked up at the Zora. “Where am I?”

“The Zora Infirmary.”

Sidon watched as she looked at the floor. Her eyes darted around again before she looked at him. “Where is the prince?”

“He’s currently being cared for.” She narrowed her eyes and winced as she tried to get out of bed. Sidon gently pushed on her shoulder. “You need rest.”

[Prince Lin is my only concern and responsibility. Take me to him!]

Sidon sighed and walked out the room for a second before returning. He could see the determination on her face. It was the same Link gave when he wasn’t going to give up on a particular issue. “I asked one of the servants to bring Paya and Prince…um…”

[Prince Lin]

“Lee?” Saphira shook her head and tried to annunciate. [Lin.]

“Leen?”

She huffed, thinking about how she would speak better. Of all the things she learned, Hylian was not her strong suit. “I guess we should at least introduce ourselves. You could just call Lin the prince for right now.” “Right…” said Sidon, “I am Prince Sidon.” Saphira screwed up her lips before speaking. “P..eence..See..doon?” “No, Prince Sidon.”

Saphira bit her lip before trying again. “P..eene See..doom?”

“No, Prince-“

Saphira pointed to herself. “Say…fe…raah.” “Sayfirah?” She shook her head in a negive motion and it was Sidon’s turn to sigh. “I wish there was a way to fix this language barrier.”

“Trust me, I feel your frustration. We can’t just sign here forever. I need to leave and find my people.”

The door opened and Paya appeared with a bright-eyed baby. The child began to whine as it saw Saphira and reached for her. She took the child in her arms at it wrapped it’s tiny hands around her neck. She kissed his head and patted his back [I’m happy to see you too my prince.]

“He cried a lot while you were asleep.” Said Paya

Saphira looked at Link to translate. She merely nodded her head and tried to pry the one-year-old baby to sit upright. “I thank you for caring for him. I’ll find a way to return the favor.”

    Netto came gruffly in the room and at the prince as well as the two Hylians.”Is there any reason why there’s so much commotion in my patient’s room?”

“Sorry Netto, Sayfirah here wanted to see the child.” Said Sidon

Saphira grunted at the pronunciation of her name. Netto squinted his eyes as the baby stood with the help of the woman. She winced, but she let the baby try and find his balance. The older zora rolled his eyes and looked at the visitors. “She needs rest, but I guess that a mother cannot be separated from her child for so long. Still, she needs to get as much rest as she can, plus she needs to get her weight up. I’ll send up one of the nurses with food. The baby can visit, but she needs to stay in bed.”

“I think I can take care of that.” Said Prince Sidon

Netto huffed again and left the room. Saphira seemed totally oblivious to the conversation that took place as Baby Lin tried to walk on her legs. “Sayfira?” asked Prince Sidon

She glared at him, but he got her attention. “Netto says that you need to stay in bed. He’s bringing up food.”He signed

She mere nodded and sat back for a moment before sitting up again, making Baby Lin fall on his butt. “I think I know a way for me to speak your language but…”

The three of the looked at her with inquisitive eyes, indicating for her to keep speaking. Her face flushed a light pink color. “I would have to kiss someone.”

The three of the blushed with Prince Sidon looking away. “Paya and I are married.” Signed Link

“I gathered that when I saw the way you look at each other. I’m a priestess so yeah, marriages are one of the ceremonies we’re required to do. Besides, it would be a disservice to the Warrior of the Sheikah.”

“That would leave…” started Paya

The three humans looked at Prince Sidon, who’s face became as flush as his scales. “I-If that is required…”

“Since when are you so shy?”signed Link

“I’m not, it’s just sudden. It’s strange to be asked something like this out of the blue.” “Don’t princes get kissed by women all the time?” asked Paya

“That’s just stories.” Said Prince Sidon, “In reality, some woman just can’t come up and kiss me.”

    The conversation was interrupted by a Zora nurse holding a try of food. She seemed at shy at first, looking at the woman sitting in bed, but the patient ignored her for the baby. “Healer Netto said that she needs all the food in front of her.” Said the nurse

“Thank you,” said Sidon, “I’ll be sure that she eats it all.” The nurse bowed and left, leaving a deafening silence. Well, as much silence as there can be with a baby makng gurgling noises. Saphira cleared her throat. “Well, the ceremony itself just us saying I will my essence to you and then we both kiss. Of course, my left hand must be bound by someone’s right hand with a scarf. The kiss itself doesn’t need to be passionate. I mean it’s not like I’m getting married or anything, right? Though, I don’t know any side effects to it. I don’t have my notes with me and it’s an old spell used when the Twili had different spells. I have no idea why I was forced to learn it.”

“If it’s not a marriage ceremony, then I could do it.” Signed Link

“No my friend, I’lldo it.” Said Sidon

    After eating, Saphirah played with Baby Lin before letting him go with Paya. She wasn’t sure if it ws right to trust the woman with the Sheikah marking, but she knew she had to. It was her people’s belief that the Sheikah were keepers of order. Resting into the soft water bed provided for her, she wondered if she was making the right decision. Learning another language would take time, but it seemed like for a time she had nothing but that. Her thoughts then settled with the fate of her people. If they were alive, they could end up lost or worse. She specified that could only work at night, since the sun was painful. She could only look at the sunburn and think of how painful the sun was when she first landed. Taking a deep breath, she refused to cry, knowing that this was her duty, her fate in life. With her contentment made, she nestled into bed, letting herself lull to sleep. A soft shake awakened her. Link put a finger up to his lips as he helped her out of bed. Her body felt weak, and she wondered if she could go through with the spell. Link creaked opened the door and motioned for her to wait. After a few moments, he pulled her into the hallway and it was now she noticed how beautiful and intricate this castle was. Silver lining, blue crystal, possibly marble, and flowers stood on every polished table. Leading her out into the main castle, she saw the huge slates with lettering she couldn’t understand. Bright orbs glowed and guardsmen bowed as they passed. She could hear a conversation in the other hall, but couldn’t understand.

    Outside the kingdom, she could only look in amazement at how extensive the kingdom was. Water, clean water, flowed from everywhere. When the wind began to blow, she could smell the sea, and she shivered a bit, remembering she didn’t have her cloak. Her dress was torn in places, and she felt embarrassed. She felt lucky to not run into any other creatures. She could only marveled as the crystal changed colors under the moonlight. The moon itself made her freeze, something she had only seen in books was staring her in the face. Link tugged her a bit to motion her to move along. There was a large pool at the top and a large throne. Balconies surrounded the pool, but the moon glistened into the room. Prince Sidon waited with Paya and Baby Lin. She looked up at the Shark-prince and gave a concerned look. “Are you sure you want to do this?”she sighed

He merely nodded. “Okay, so I already told you the logistics, but there’s one other thing. We have to stand in a way that has our arms reaching for one another as we say it unison. Which means, you’ll probably have to bend down since I can’t really reach you.”

Sidon could only chuckle as he held out a clawed hand. Saphira looked up in his eyes and she could see gentleness to it. For a humanoid creature he was handsome, and then she wondered where this came from. She nodded to Link, who tied a scarf to their wrists as they reached up to their necks. Saying ‘I will my essence to you’, they kissed, and a warming sensation flowed into their bodies. Bright colors swirled around them as they pulled away. “Did it work?” asked Sidon

“Yes…” said Saphira, “I can understand you.”

The two of them chuckled and both looked way blushing. When Saphira tried to walk away, she then felt the yanking from the scarf. “Right,” started Sidon, “we should get this off.”

She chuckled as he did and she handed it to Link. “Thank you warrior.” She said

Link just shrugged. “You have no idea how much this will help me when I travel.” Said Saphira

“Travel?” asked Sidon

“I have to find my people.” Saphira walked up to the railing of the atrium when she felt a tug on her chest. She winced and looked back. When she pulled again, Prince Sidon winced. “What are you doing?” he asked

“I’m trying to see the rest of this room but, why do I feel pain?”

When she tried to move away again, she cluched her chest. “Stop that!” said Sidon

“I’m not doing anything!” said Saphira

“Wait, what’s going on?” asked Paya

“Every time I move, we both feel pain. Saphira tried to see if she had a invisible chain and then something hit her like a pile of stones. “Oh no…” she groaned

“What?” asked Sidon, “What is it?”

“This has to be something to do with the spell. Maybe it’s a tether or something.”

“Aren’t you a priestess?” signed Link, “You know how to reverse it, right?”

“Um…the thing is…one, I’m an newly inducted priestess who just finished training and two, that spell’s so old that nobody really used it. That spell was used for clans when…why can’t I remember?”

Prince Sidon gave a nervous chuckle and got closer. “So I’m guessing we’re stuck like this for a while.”

“Unless we want to have our hearts tugged at, yes. I can’t believe this, I’m so sorry Prince Seedoon.” “It’s Sidon, and I forgive you. I don’t think you did that on purpose.” “To bind us together, no. I just, this complicates things, and my name is Saphira by the way.” “Saphira? Like the Sapphire?” “Yes like the, wait you people have sapphires?” “Yes. Have you never seen one before?” “Only in books. My Prince, I’ll find a way to break this bond. I can’t stay here forever.”

    As this conversation was happening, a portal opened up near Hyrle Castle. Princess Zelda was quick as she saw this, having not gone to bed for the night. She was reading up on her cultural facts of the different tribes in Hyrule when she saw the portal in the sky. A guard got hit in the face as she ran out, pulling out her sword. Her newly formed guards were quick, surrounding what looked like a pale-skinned man in the moonlight with black splotches on his skin. “I am Princess Zelda of Hyrule!” she commanded, “Who are you and why have you invaded my castle?”

The man wobbled, going to one knee, his face, bleeding from his right eye. [My son…my sister, where am I?]

The man passed out and Zelda looked at her men, sheathing her sword. “Take him inside the castle and summon the healer. Keep him under constant guard.”

The guards nodded and did their jobs. She looked up at the moonlight, starry sky, and wondered why a portal suddenly opened up. She would be doing more research in the library very soon.