Thanks, those of you who reviewed. About that plot hole, I've finished the game about 3 times now, so I know what plot hole you're thinking of...I just like to be contrary. In none of my fics will Sheik and Zelda ever be the same person. It's more fun that way.^^ On a more personal note, I lost my little kitty-cat.;-; Poor Megatron; poor, defenseless, buzzsaw Megatron.
[Ow. Ow. OUCH!] When brushing hair, it's best that one starts at the tips and work one's way back to the roots. That way, small tangles are taken care of without big, knotted-up messes forming. Sheik knew this, but chose to endure the temporary pain of ripping through his hair with the brush for the sake of saving time. That done, he turned to the mirror (okay, it was a polished sheet of metal, whatever works).
[Note to self: I need a new shirt.]
Yet another tear was forming near what used to be the shirt's hem. Damning the economic slump, he opened the top drawer of his dresser and pulled out the bandages he'd be wearing that day. The strips that wreathed his forearms were beginning to fray. Oh, well, so he'd look a little ratty, such is life.
[I could afford to sleep longer if I didn't have to do this every day...] Quickly checking to make sure the bandages around his arms and head were secure, he made a dash for the stairs, nearly omitting opening the door before trying to leave...
Deftly avoiding a very ticked, ready-to-lecture Impa, our hero broke forth from his place of residence and proceeded to book it down the road like a bat outta' hell. It was a deceptively long run from Kakariko to Castle Town, Sheik realized with much dismay, and he certainly couldn't sprint the entire way.
[I'm not gonna make it...Wait, what am I doing?!]
Yes, at that moment, Sheik remembered that he was a sheikah, and sheikahs can teleport. The few hylians who were up and about that early wondered why they'd seen a young man darting through the town square shatter and vaporize without warning. A few of them decided to lay off the booze; all of them decided not to mention the spectacle to another living soul.
[D'oh!...Probably should've waited until I was out of town. Too late now, though.]
Bracing himself for the nauseating lurch that accompanied re-entry, Sheik envisioned the Chamber of Sages. In a little less than a jiffy, an infinitely spacious room seems to materialize. It was a pitch-black void, save for several luminescent pillars scattered randomly throughout the expanse. Sheik had alighted on what seemed to be the largest and brightest of them. All was quiet, even the ever-present, subsonic hum could barely be felt.
[...Hey, maybe I'm safe, after all...]
"Up with the cuccos, I see."
After nearly falling off the edge of the pillar in fright, Sheik slowly turned to face his employer, Rauru. Sheik's gaze was firmly fixed to the ground, but he could feel the steely glare being sent his way.
[Blast it!] "Uh...Good morning, your Excellency; I'm sorry I'm late, I-"
Rauru cut him off with an irritated wave of his hand. "I'm sure you have some excuse, and I don't want to hear it. Consider yourself lucky you got here when you did. HE is just on his way out; you can catch him if you hurry. I trust you've been properly informed?" I was a statement, not a question.
"Yes, sir. I know what I'm going to say..." [Dried-up, cantankerous old b-]
"Good. Well, then, my boy, you'd best get going!"
*SHOVE*
"Ahhhhh!" [Last time I stand so close to the edge...]
Sheikahs can fly. Just like a rock. As he reached terminal velocity, Sheik wondered if this was how one moved between the Chamber of Sages and the temple itself, or if the Sage of Light had it in for him. Best not to take any chances. Just as he was preparing to teleport, however, something else did it for him.
[Whoa...it tickles!]
The chamber was enveloped in stormy darkness and replaced a moment later with the Temple of Time. He alighted on the rafters, and had soon spotted his intended target in the dim lighting. Link was wandering about almost directly below Sheik's perch, looking a little disoriented and very confused.
[Poor guy, must be pretty rough...]
Waiting until Link was well clear of his landing spot, Sheik took a deep breath or two to steady himself, before his feet left the rafter and he fell gracefully to the marble floor, landing almost without a sound.
*Thud*
Almost. He didn't go unnoticed.
Sorry, this one's short to. Soy muy ocupada hoy. Better than nothing, right? ;) Someone wondered if this was yaoi. Considering my love of adjectives, a yaoi by me would become either sickeningly fluffy, or sickeningly vulgar, so, no, it's not^^;;;. Disappointed? Relieved? Confused? GOOD! See ya' later, chickadees.
[Ow. Ow. OUCH!] When brushing hair, it's best that one starts at the tips and work one's way back to the roots. That way, small tangles are taken care of without big, knotted-up messes forming. Sheik knew this, but chose to endure the temporary pain of ripping through his hair with the brush for the sake of saving time. That done, he turned to the mirror (okay, it was a polished sheet of metal, whatever works).
[Note to self: I need a new shirt.]
Yet another tear was forming near what used to be the shirt's hem. Damning the economic slump, he opened the top drawer of his dresser and pulled out the bandages he'd be wearing that day. The strips that wreathed his forearms were beginning to fray. Oh, well, so he'd look a little ratty, such is life.
[I could afford to sleep longer if I didn't have to do this every day...] Quickly checking to make sure the bandages around his arms and head were secure, he made a dash for the stairs, nearly omitting opening the door before trying to leave...
Deftly avoiding a very ticked, ready-to-lecture Impa, our hero broke forth from his place of residence and proceeded to book it down the road like a bat outta' hell. It was a deceptively long run from Kakariko to Castle Town, Sheik realized with much dismay, and he certainly couldn't sprint the entire way.
[I'm not gonna make it...Wait, what am I doing?!]
Yes, at that moment, Sheik remembered that he was a sheikah, and sheikahs can teleport. The few hylians who were up and about that early wondered why they'd seen a young man darting through the town square shatter and vaporize without warning. A few of them decided to lay off the booze; all of them decided not to mention the spectacle to another living soul.
[D'oh!...Probably should've waited until I was out of town. Too late now, though.]
Bracing himself for the nauseating lurch that accompanied re-entry, Sheik envisioned the Chamber of Sages. In a little less than a jiffy, an infinitely spacious room seems to materialize. It was a pitch-black void, save for several luminescent pillars scattered randomly throughout the expanse. Sheik had alighted on what seemed to be the largest and brightest of them. All was quiet, even the ever-present, subsonic hum could barely be felt.
[...Hey, maybe I'm safe, after all...]
"Up with the cuccos, I see."
After nearly falling off the edge of the pillar in fright, Sheik slowly turned to face his employer, Rauru. Sheik's gaze was firmly fixed to the ground, but he could feel the steely glare being sent his way.
[Blast it!] "Uh...Good morning, your Excellency; I'm sorry I'm late, I-"
Rauru cut him off with an irritated wave of his hand. "I'm sure you have some excuse, and I don't want to hear it. Consider yourself lucky you got here when you did. HE is just on his way out; you can catch him if you hurry. I trust you've been properly informed?" I was a statement, not a question.
"Yes, sir. I know what I'm going to say..." [Dried-up, cantankerous old b-]
"Good. Well, then, my boy, you'd best get going!"
*SHOVE*
"Ahhhhh!" [Last time I stand so close to the edge...]
Sheikahs can fly. Just like a rock. As he reached terminal velocity, Sheik wondered if this was how one moved between the Chamber of Sages and the temple itself, or if the Sage of Light had it in for him. Best not to take any chances. Just as he was preparing to teleport, however, something else did it for him.
[Whoa...it tickles!]
The chamber was enveloped in stormy darkness and replaced a moment later with the Temple of Time. He alighted on the rafters, and had soon spotted his intended target in the dim lighting. Link was wandering about almost directly below Sheik's perch, looking a little disoriented and very confused.
[Poor guy, must be pretty rough...]
Waiting until Link was well clear of his landing spot, Sheik took a deep breath or two to steady himself, before his feet left the rafter and he fell gracefully to the marble floor, landing almost without a sound.
*Thud*
Almost. He didn't go unnoticed.
Sorry, this one's short to. Soy muy ocupada hoy. Better than nothing, right? ;) Someone wondered if this was yaoi. Considering my love of adjectives, a yaoi by me would become either sickeningly fluffy, or sickeningly vulgar, so, no, it's not^^;;;. Disappointed? Relieved? Confused? GOOD! See ya' later, chickadees.
