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Who: Amilyn Holdo and YOU.
What: Holdo settles in at Riverview, has some awkward conversations, and generally has to deal with being here after mumble mumble spoiler mumble. Feel free to tag in off a prompt, or roll your own. Also, there will be comments for threads with specific people.
Where: Various locations including but not limited to: housing, government buildings, around town.
When: Over the first week or so that she's here.
Warnings: 'ware spoilers. I won't include any here, but threads will no doubt include them of necessity.

1. Community housing
If you live on the eighth floor, you will probably see Amilyn fairly regularly. She cuts a pretty unmistakable figure, being nearly six feet tall and with that purple hair and all. She's hung up her Republic-style gown for the time being (saving it, maybe, for some suitable occasion), but even with her civilian clothes she still wears her bracelets and rings.

2. Government offices
Amilyn shows up for work pretty much the day after she gets her assignment. So if you work as a community ambassador—congratulations, you have a new coworker. She's diligently setting up her workspace and getting caught up on all the latest news.

3. Entertainment and shopping district
All work and no play and all that stuff. Amilyn goes for walks, taking in the new sights and sounds, maybe stopping for a bite to eat somewhere interesting.

4. Wildcard
Feel free to suggest anything!

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She smiles at that, nodding her understanding. It's hard to focus on meeting others when there's just so much to see outside. Yet even Zelda's bottomless curiosity won't allow her to carry on by herself forever. It would be lonely.

At Amilyn's question she shakes her head, sobering a little. "No... not that I have seen. I haven't seen anyone yet who looks like they're Hylian." Her gaze flicks to Amilyn's ears for a moment - the real telltale sign. "Or one of the other peoples I know."

Interesting. "There seems to have been a run on people from my own," she says wryly. "I'm sorry you haven't got anyone—but I feel I should say that it's a little of a mixed blessing."

"Really? But it must be a comfort, to be able to share some of this with people who understand your point of view."

That's at least how Zelda would feel about it, she's sure. The only person she truly knows in person now is Link, and he isn't here. Any other Hylians, though... or Zora, or Rito... any of them. They would find this just as huge an experience.

"If you don't mind my asking," she ventures, curious. "What do you mean by mixed blessing?"

Right about then, Amilyn is remembering the cold drink she came into the kitchen to get, and she takes it out of the refrigerator. At Zelda's question, she smiles, a little sadly.

"I don't mind," she says. She sits down at the kitchen table, indicating with a nod that Zelda's more than welcome to have a seat if she likes. "It's a little difficult to explain, but—I suppose the most obvious problem is that we ... didn't all come here from the exact same point in time."

Zelda takes a seat across from Amilyn, feeling a bit more settled in the place just from this. Talking with someone she lives with. It gives her a little pang of sorrow, to know this is something she hasn't done in a terribly long time. But it passes, and all her attention is on the older woman.

"Not from the same point in time?" Her confusion is evident in her voice, and she tilts her head slightly, trying to work it out. "Do you mean... that some are from a time long past?"

It's her own experiences that make her think of something more distant. A matter of decades, even.

"Some, yes," she says, thinking of Jyn and Cassian. "Others—a matter of days. To be honest, those are trickier."

'Days' is a little stranger to her. What could be the cause of that? Yet maybe she shouldn't look at things through the lens of what happened to her.

"I am sorry to hear it," she says at last, feeling it must be an odd situation to navigate at the very least. "If it's only days, then did something of importance happen in between, to make it harder to manage?"

Something of importance...!

Amilyn doesn't mean to be rude, really she doesn't. But Zelda's question hits her in such a way that it's just uproariously funny, probably because everything that happened is the exact opposite of funny. (Bombers and fighters lost. Dozens more deaths. Her own death. Yes, that's a little important.)

She starts to answer, but her reply dissolves into laughter. And soon she's laughing so hard she can barely speak.

Well, that's unexpected. Zelda's taken aback by the older woman's sudden burst of laughter, and she can only stare in confusion for a moment. She tries to think of what could have been funny about what she said... and she comes up with nothing. What did she do?!

She raises a hand awkwardly, not sure if she should maybe try to prod Amilyn out of it. "A-Amilyn? I apologise if I said something foolish--!"

Amilyn shakes her head. Get a hold of yourself, woman. She manages to get her laughter under control and wipes her eyes.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry—it wasn't anything you said. Nothing you could have possibly known." She sighs. "Yes, something of importance happened. With permanent ramifications for me."

It's a relief to hear she hadn't said something terribly wrong. Zelda lets out a breath she hadn't known she was holding, and places her hand on the table again.

"Oh, I see... I can imagine that might be difficult if there are others who don't know it yet. I'm sorry if I accidentally brought up something uncomfortable."

"Please don't worry—there's know way you could have known." She dabs at her eyes again. "Well, I certainly didn't expect that reaction. But then, much has happened in the last week or so that I never expected. Including being here."

She watches Amilyn in silence for a moment, pondering her words. It's a sentiment she can relate to - Zelda had not expected to end up here either. She isn't sure yet how she feels about it, or how much she feels about it. There's just too much to consider.

"Maybe with some time it will be easier to think it through? There has been a lot to take in already, and I find I haven't had the time to think of much else besides learning about this place."

"I'm sure it will. I imagine everyone's got their own version of culture shock to work through. I can't even say that mine's more acute than anyone else's." Her glass is empty now; somehow she finished it, amid all this. She gets up to return it to the sink. "Have you learned anything particularly interesting to you?

"Oh, yes," she replies eagerly, relishing the subject. "The technology here is much more advanced than what we have today in Hyrule. I've seen some things like it in what we've excavated from the ruins, but nothing on this scale."

The ancient Sheikah had made many marvellous things, but only so many could be salvaged. Even fewer made to work again. Being in a city like Riverview is as close to a theme park as Zelda's ever going to get, with her fervent interest in technology.

"Like this," Zelda pulls out her phone, putting it on the table. "I'd no idea these could be so common or easy to use!"

[ oh hello, notification that I completely lost track of. I'm so sorry! ]

"They are very handy, aren't they?" Amilyn smiles at Zelda's enthusiasm. "I quite like them, although I've gotten much more accustomed to the holos that we use for communication back where I come from."

"Holos?" It's an unfamiliar term in her mouth, and she tilts her head slightly. "But yes, I agree. Being able to speak to someone else even if they're far away from you... it's a wonderful thing."

to your stations, and may the Force be with us

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