childhero: (ocarina ∆ a piece of home)
link ([personal profile] childhero) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2012-02-29 02:42 am

[002 ∆ the song of time]

Characters: Link (Majora's Mask) and YOU
Setting: The hallway of floor one
Format: Action
Summary: Where has Link been? Not in the Tower, but instead wandering the ruins of Termina... and now he's back. And he isn't really taking any of this too well. ENJOY.
Warnings: Writing from 3:30am. Angsting children. Timey wimey shenanigans. THREE DAYS.

[This can't be.

It can't.

It was a dream. It was a nightmare. It wasn't real.

He saw it for his own eyes. The ruins of a world he knows almost as well as his own, full of people he knew better than the people of his own, one that he had come to love. He was there. He breathed the air, felt the broken earth, walked among what was left. He couldn't stop shaking. He doesn't know how long he was there -- an hour? a day? a month? Time felt strange there. Time felt broken, too.

Time...

He still had time.

Right?

He had all the time he needed. (But if time was broken, too -- if Termina had been so utterly and thoroughly destroyed that not even time -- not even the gods -- no.)

Link can be found standing in the middle of the hallway. He is clutching a blue ocarina in his hands and he is playing a song. Just the one. Over and over and over and over and over again -- because obviously, if he keeps playing it, it has to start working again, right? He can't stop. He can't afford to. He only pauses for breath, but the song never stops.

It has to work. It has to. It will.
]
theherourherocouldbelike: (Hi!)

[personal profile] theherourherocouldbelike 2012-03-02 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
[His smile widens.]

Then from now on I will be your guardian.

[Call him Papa Link.]
theherourherocouldbelike: (Heeeeeee)

[personal profile] theherourherocouldbelike 2012-03-02 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
You may call me Link or whatever seems fit.

[He doesn't know how this works he's never been a dad before]
theherourherocouldbelike: (Hey)

[personal profile] theherourherocouldbelike 2012-03-02 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
[He moves his hand off the other's shoulders and leans his arms on his knees.]

I haven't met you before now, are you a new arrival?
theherourherocouldbelike: (wait what did you say?)

[personal profile] theherourherocouldbelike 2012-03-02 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
You re-visited where you came from?
theherourherocouldbelike: (look it's my eye)

[personal profile] theherourherocouldbelike 2012-03-02 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
[That makes his heart feel heavy.]

....nothing but... destruction. How worrisome...

[Does that mean.... does that mean that Skyloft is really... gone?]
theherourherocouldbelike: (thanks...)

[personal profile] theherourherocouldbelike 2012-03-02 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
[His smile returns, though softer then before.]

I suppose you're right.

[Nope he's gonna stop moping for once. He's done enough of that since he got here, it's about time for him to shape up.]
theherourherocouldbelike: (i have a figurine and it's awesome)

[personal profile] theherourherocouldbelike 2012-03-02 09:56 am (UTC)(link)
That sounds alright with me.
theherourherocouldbelike: (Hi!)

[personal profile] theherourherocouldbelike 2012-03-02 10:04 am (UTC)(link)
[He grins.]

Alright, that will make things a lot easier.