Linked is a thief who had been sleeping very nicely when a few amateur bounty hunters came tromping up to the door of his rented room. The noise and the time they took to kick the door down gave Linked enough time to pull on his boots and run off. Amateurs. Tsk.

In this particular scene, he's hid himself in the sewers.






Linked: Stupid stupid stupid amateurs. They're persistent though.
And at least one of them has brains enough to think ahead.
They made me run around long enough and use the sewers. Yuck.
But I'm pretty sure they'll be killed before the end of the month.
Stomping up the stairs like that. Gods. I'd had killed myself in shame!



Linked: They interupted my beauty sleep! *sigh*
And look at me! I'm sitting here in the sewers naked! I'm dirty!



Linked: Who's there!

I'm paranoid; they couldn't have followed a trail that doesn't exist.
I'm more tired than I think...



Linked: When did the great Linked ever doubted his own abilities?



Linked: Gods...I'm so filthy... I want my clothes...



Linked: At least I had time to pull on my kickass boots.
Can't live without mah boots! No siree!



Linked: Now...to figure out how to get out of here inconspicuously.



Linked: I can't believe they put me on the wanted posters just because I stole that fat guy's jewels.



Linked: They only fetched me a million garls.
The other fat idiot I stole from got me at least five million.
And _he_ never put a reward on my head.
Not that he could afford to. Heh.



Linked: Ouch... I think that armwrestle with Karla last night sprained my wrist.



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