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caughtinanetwork2013-02-02 03:58 pm
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[ The SFC flickers on to introduce a rather worn-out, worn-down looking young man. Well, more worrisome than tired. It's clear when he clears his throat that he's been pulled here at a very bad time, and it shows in the way his shoulders sink and his eyes cast shadows to the device. Confused and unaware of how to properly use it, the young man's eyebrows furrow as he fusses with the device. ]
[ He grunts-- Not so much out of frustration but from feeling so... Rushed. He has no idea where he is, and this change of location has taken him for a ride. ]
--!
[ The sound of static and projection of his mirror image, followed by a small light, signifies that this might be a good way of finding out what to do. Link gasps, and a little gleam of hope flickers in his still-tired eyes. ]
Hello?
[ His eyebrows furrow again and his lips tighten into a line. ]
My name is Link. To anyone who may hear this, I am lost and in need of guidance. [ He sighs. ]
... I have lost my way in helping a very close friend. Her name is Zelda. She is... [ Sort of stuck somewhere and it's a really long story that he'd rather not get into. Too many words in a drawn-out explanation. ]
I have to go back! Could someone please help?
[ Link's expression dies down, wearing a somber expression as his face relaxes. But he looks like a kicked puppy, honestly. ]
Please.
[ He turns the device around a few times, attempting to find the stop button. There's a long moment of him just messing with the device until it finally flicks off. ]
[ He grunts-- Not so much out of frustration but from feeling so... Rushed. He has no idea where he is, and this change of location has taken him for a ride. ]
--!
[ The sound of static and projection of his mirror image, followed by a small light, signifies that this might be a good way of finding out what to do. Link gasps, and a little gleam of hope flickers in his still-tired eyes. ]
Hello?
[ His eyebrows furrow again and his lips tighten into a line. ]
My name is Link. To anyone who may hear this, I am lost and in need of guidance. [ He sighs. ]
... I have lost my way in helping a very close friend. Her name is Zelda. She is... [ Sort of stuck somewhere and it's a really long story that he'd rather not get into. Too many words in a drawn-out explanation. ]
I have to go back! Could someone please help?
[ Link's expression dies down, wearing a somber expression as his face relaxes. But he looks like a kicked puppy, honestly. ]
Please.
[ He turns the device around a few times, attempting to find the stop button. There's a long moment of him just messing with the device until it finally flicks off. ]
[action]
Mmhmm...
[ But Link isn't really paying much attention now. He's sort of just listening to her talk, basking in it really. Her room is so warm, save for the slight chill seeping through the window. He's concerned about what lies ahead of him in his absence of his time, but if Zelda isn't appearing overly concerned, he shouldn't either. After all, she is the goddess Hylia. She should know better than him. ]
[ Zelda's calming, yet stern voice provides a comfort he's craved for a long time, and it puts a heavy relaxation on his tired bones. His eyes close with a feint smile, forehead still pressed to her shoulder. He nods against her when she urges him to nap, but it's slow and drawn-out. ]
...
[ Zelda should come to find very quickly that Link has gone dead weight on her. His arms drop from their embrace, leaving him leaning against her. A light little snore soon follows-- A telltale sign that he's passed out from exhaustion, yet again, but this time in the arms of his best friend. ]
[action]
She can't help but stop and watch him sleep, then. The look on his face is so peaceful- it almost makes her nostalgic. There's a pure innocence on his face there that she hasn't seen in a long, long time, not since their days at the academy, when all they had to worry about was school.
How things have changed. ]