@maskbound; Sheik & ???
[ CAUGHT ]: sender finds receiver somewhere they aren't supposed to be.
RP MEME : NONVERBAL PROMPTS
ㅤSheik had learned of Link going somewhere else from the Great Deku Tree. It had been an incredibly uncomfortable, awkward and almost lecturing like situation for him to find himself in. Because the Great Deku Tree had highly disagreed with Sheik's plan of what to do now that everything was… returning to normal?
ㅤNormal no longer had meaning. No longer had a baseline. What Sheik got used to as normal was not something someone should perhaps consider as normal. The violence, the bloodshed, the constant feeling of terror and need to look over his shoulder. Expecting the next attack, command, mental anguish he would have to go through to just survive another day. While normal to him, the average person would look at that and wonder what was wrong with him. But when you live so long dealing with the type of person that Sheik did? Violence becomes normal.
ㅤPrincess Zelda thinks he needs to learn to move on, the Great Deku Tree thinks he needs to learn to live with a new purpose. Neither of them understand how difficult that is to do. Sheik had survived, because he always does, what what of him that survived was—debatable. And that was why when he learned that even Link was gone he intended on finding that new purpose while still continue to exists as what it means to be a Sheikah.
ㅤThe Great Deku Tree thought that him giving his life so that his mother could live and becoming the new Sage of Shadows was wrong. That it threw away everything that Sheik, Link and the Princess sacrificed for. But Sheik didn't see it that way. The Princess needed his mother, someone who could guide her and help her along this new path that she was on, and Sheik needed a purpose. If he became a Sage and he let Impa back out, to continue as the Queens Guard, then doesn't everyone win? It made sense to him, seemed like a win-win situation all around. There was just simply the problem of the fact that he genuinely had no idea how to actually do that.
ㅤSince the Sages are chosen, they don't choose to be one.
ㅤSo this required research.
ㅤResearch is a complicated thing, a difficult thing if he's quite honest. There is little information on the sages, even when digging through the Sheikah Archives. What he does find doesn't help, and what he finds that is even less helpful leads him in circles. From one book to another, and another, and another. More records from his family, some written by hand and damaged over the years especially after all the wars. The one book he does find, that guides him somewhere, seems to lead him toward the tunnels that run beneath Hyrule Field.
ㅤThis was where things turned off.
ㅤThe map that he picked up the archives led him deeper than even Sheik traveled down here before during the Dark Reign. So deep that parts of the branching paths were collapsed and Sheik actually wondered if he was going to get stuck down here. He walked for a long while, climbed over rocks and turned various corners, even had to dig his way through parts until—he thought he reached a dead end. A path that led to nowhere, that even his eyes couldn't see through. Sheik dragged his hands across the wall, searched the ground and corners, feeling himself coming back even more empty handed than when he started.
ㅤAs he turned back around, defeated and ready to return to Hyrule (maybe search the Shadow Temple) he took a few steps forward and the universe shifted. An actual shift, one he could feel echo through his very core—and the ground gave out.
ㅤNow, Sheik is accustomed to falling.
ㅤControlled falling, that is.
ㅤIt's how he gets around, using his very body as a weapon. He throws himself great distances, catches himself in the air, lands how he has to. He's good at falling to fall. When it serves a purpose. He's not good at falling when there is nothing to catch him. When he didn't plan to. He doesn't panic, not initially. Not even when he realizes he's somehow now falling from the sky into what looked like an open field. He does feel the creeping sensation of fear, the understanding there is nothing to catch himself. In a moment of quick thought he does reach for the harp, pulls it into his arms and started plucking at the Prelude of Light.
ㅤIt starts to settle when the song doesn't work.
ㅤwhen he doesn't feel the anchoring sensation of the Temple of Time.
ㅤHe clutches the harp tighter, focuses his gaze on the ground and finally spots something moving beneath him. He squints a bit, spots it move a bit quicker and then when he expects to hit the ground?
ㅤThe thing he saw move had grabbed him much like one would a cat that was jumping somewhere it wasn't supposed to. Their grip is fairly strong and he realize it should have hurt to be caught from such a high fall and yet for some reason didn't. He shifted in their arms, wiggled to get to his feet. Actually quite desperate to feel the sensation of the ground beneath him. The stranger doesn't fight it, let's him down without a complaint and then Sheik quickly spins in place to look at them.
ㅤMaybe he died in that tunnel.
ㅤ"Who are you?" Their face was…. eerily familiar yet not at the same time.
