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Who: Kazuhira Miller and Various

Thread 1: Closed to Big Boss

Thread 2: Closed to Ocelot.

Thread 3: OTA and Link

Thread 4: Closed to Solid Snake

When: Month of March

Thread 1: Ambiguously dated to after this and this.

Thread 2: Ambiguously set after this.

Thread 3: Date open.

Thread 4: Morning of the 19th

Where:

Thread 1: Training room.

Thread 2: Rec Room.

Thread 3: Gardens.

Thread 4: Cargo Bay.

What:

Thread 1: Miller's going to have a "talk" with Big Boss.

Thread 2: Post Big Boss talk, Miller watches a movie with Ocelot.

Thread 3: Miller has a hissy fit but gets calmed down playing music.

Thread 4: David meets a husky

Warnings:

Graphic descriptions of violence, no death. Swearing. Mentions of horrible disease.

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[The tree is becoming Link's favorite place to spend his free time. He still tries to avoid having too much of it. Even after spending over a month on the Moira, it still makes him feel...

... wrong. Like it's time he's wasting. Time he's losing. More time he can't get back.

Still, he's been... trying. People have said to him, more than once, now, that kids should stay kids as long as they can. Link doesn't know if he's still a kid any more, really, not after everything that's happened. But when he hears them say that, and he stops to really think about it, then, he...

Now, go home, Link! Regain your lost time! Home... Where you are supposed to be... the way you are supposed to be...

It's what Zelda wanted for him, isn't it?

He's trying.

The tree makes him feel closer to home. Wherever "home" might be. But it brings those feelings up in his chest, warm and snug. He hasn't found the strength to ask other people if they'll play with him, yet, but he sits under the tree and... tries to play. Sometimes, he brings the paper and the coloring sticks called "crayons" he's scrounged up and draws pictures like he used to with berry paints or etchings on the trees in the Kokiri Forest. Sometimes, he leaves them in his room and only comes with his ocarina.

So, today, when a man marches right up to the tree with purpose, Link is there. He's tucked up along the side of it, settled down among the roots, etching a little fairy on the Hero's Bow. Link looks up at the sound of the footsteps, watches the man swing his guitar back, and he instinctively braces for the impact.

... but... it doesn't come. Instead, he starts... holding on to it like it's -- like Link would hold on to the fairy ocarina, sometimes, when things got too hard, and he wanted nothing more but to crawl back to his tree house and curl up in the bed that felt too small to him now.

Link starts to feel like he shouldn't have seen that. But... At the same time, the weight on that man's shoulders... Link's fingers start tapping out the fingerings to the Song of Healing on the bow.

After a moment, Link puts the bow away and gets to his feet. He steps over the roots to the front of the tree, where the man is sitting. He's holding the Ocarina of Time in his hands, fingers rubbing over the tone holes. He sits down next to the man and looks up at him for a second, but then he lifts the ocarina to his mouth. He inhales, and starts to play.]

[He stalls as Link comes over, there being something very sad in losing ones temper in front of a child. Even if that child was already accustomed to violence. But instead, Link just sits and pulls out an instrument of his own.]

[He settles down beside of him, looks at the strings of the guitar, listens carefully to what Link's playing. It takes the second go around before he gives him an accompaniment. He has to correct himself a couple of times, but otherwise does pretty well.]

[He probably should actually talk to him.]

[He doesn't.]

[Kaz just focuses on keeping time.]

[It's okay, Link doesn't seem to mind at all that he doesn't try striking up a conversation. But once he joins in with Saria's Song, Link starts to sway a little, toes tapping, so he's... pleased by that, it seems.

He also seems content to continue playing for as long as Kaz wants. He loops the song, the same way Saria used to when they sat together in the usual spot. She'd play it for him when he needed cheering up, after Mido had been especially mean. And later, he'd play it for Darunia, to cheer him up when he was stressed about the Dodongo Cavern. It just seems like the right song.]

[Kaz slows playing after a bit, letting Link finish out his song.]

[He can tell what he's doing, and he appreciates it. Even if Kaz is emotionally tired, exhausted, worn out over thinking of the things he's lost. He is looking at this fresh faced person, who should have the whole world out ahead of him.]

[Will he? Or will he be at the hilt of a sword? String of a bow?]

[Link play music for the fun of it. That says something for his desire to do something along with it. A song to go with his weapons. Miller thinks again, holds up a finger, and then starts to play again. Slowly at first to see if Link can catch on with what he's doing.]

[Link slows, then stops his playing when Miller gestures. He tilts his head as the new song starts. He doesn't recognize the song, and it shows in his expression, but he's listening intently. He can hear the patterns, but he wants to make sure they stay consistent...

... alright, he thinks he can do this. He brings the ocarina back to his mouth and starts to play along, matching the guitar's melody the way Miller had matched the ocarina's.]

[Midway through it, an idea occurs to him, and he holds up his finger again.]

[Luckily for Link, he doesn't sing. Luckily for anyone, really. But he hums the tune of the lyrics. Then does it again. And one more time.]

[Then waits. He wants to see if Link can play that, too, before he starts again.]

[Link stops when motioned to. The ocarina's notes seeming to hang in the air longer than is normal.

When Miller starts humming, it seems Link immediately understands what this means, because his back straightens and his gaze grows intense.

The first time it's hummed, he just listens. The second time, he's moving his fingers over the tone holes, following along. By the third repetition, he's lifting the ocarina back to his mouth. He plays along, not missing a beat or a note.]

[He's actually playing this song again, for the first time in years. Poor Link, he doesn't even know what he's playing. Then again, this'll be the first time anyone has heard Bowie on an ocarina, he's sure.]

[When the song is over, he holds the guitar loosely.]

Thanks.

[Simple enough, first thing he's said. Link didn't have to do that.]

[You've learned Space Oddity!

Link looks up when the man finally speaks. He recognizes the voice, now, as the person he talked to on the network about the training room. He nods.]

You're welcome. [He wonders what magical properties this song might hold.]

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