Didn't need the Song of Time for this one.

[wallrun]

[...Maybe this was a really bad, really vivid dream.] Pinch me.

Don't blame me if it doesn't work. [reaches over to pinch Sheik's cheek]

Ow! [too hard, man; slaps his hand away]

Okay, forget that. [He's scanning the seemingly empty town square, frowning as he tries to sort out this incredulous situation.] Think there's anyone here that can point

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[Solo Sheik Thread]

[wallrun]

[Vaulting over ledges, rolling through empty backyards, scaling high walls, and leaping across faraway rooftops... It's been a long time since the young man's had anything decent to climb - countryside fences and old trees don't count - but the movement all comes back naturally to him. Taking to the sky while his friend takes the streets, nothing can get in Sheik's way.]

[The snow was...a little problematic at first - forced Sheik to adjust his timing and traction, made his fingers stiff from the cold. As long as they didn't have to stay outside too long, they would be fine.]

[Part of him knew that this arcahic-looking town was real; he could feel every stone wall under his grip, every wooden rooftop his feet dashed across. Still... a part of him couldn't believe it. Would they be able to find other people here? Would they be dreaming-but-not, just like him and Link?]

[Leap, land on his toes, roll quickly to conserve momentum... Yeah, he missed this.]

[wallrun]

[There's someone in the distance... Sheik leaps from the edge of one roof, rolling onto another as he tries to follow.]

[What was with the outfit though? Beggars couldn't be choosers... As long as he could find someone to help him out, the young man wouldn't take appearances into account.]

solo Link thread

[equita_tion]

[There was no sudden movement, just a young man wandering through the snow covered Castle Town looking at all the sights and searching for directions. He had loved to visit Old Town with his Grandparents when he was younger, and had memorized the layout out the entire town]

... it really is exactly the same

[he shivers lightly before continuing with his slower search. All the place with directories and tourist stands were gone, and yet the coldness of the snow along with the other sensations... If this was a dream, what would that mean for the people here?

There's a quiet cough before Link ducks under one of the awnings, rubbing his hands together to warm up again before continuing]

[blue_motormouth]

[In all her years of practice, Navi has perfected the art of flying around without looking where she is going. Of course, with this skill comes rounding corners at top speed to-]

Woa-OUCH!

[Yeah, that. Failing at her attempt to halt in midair, she slams directly into Link's chest and bounces, the ricochet sending her into a nearby pile of snow like a sparkly blue missile.]

[equita_tion]

[and here he was, minding his own business when something blue comes flying at hi- OMG WHAT IS THAT-]

Ah!

[automatically taking a step back, it takes him a couple of moments before he realizes that... hey, was that a fairy? Walking over to check up on you now]

Um... Sorry 'bout that, are you okay? [kneels down to brush some snow off the pile to make it easier for Navi to fly out]

[blue_motormouth]

[COLD!ColdcoldcoldcoldcoldCOLD! A few little globs of snow fly from the bank before Navi re-emerges, shaking herself and her wings violently to get the rest off.]

Ack that's COLD and it's in my hair stupid snow is worse than stupid sand and...

[Finally realizing she is not the only one there, she stops shaking midway through rubbing her hair to look up at Link.]

Oh uh, did you see that? I usually don't run into things, honest! Pleasedon'ttellanyone. [Sudden epiphany!] Wait, that was you! Are you okay? Um...

[She takes in his outfit and face and ventures a guess.] Link?

[Duo Thread]

[wallrun]

[Sheik gets back to the town square early, his cold hands stuffed into his sweater pockets. He's waiting patiently for Link to get back, shivering ever so slightly. It's obvious he wasn't prepared for an early winter.]

[Once the other man is in sight, Sheik lifts his face up to watch him.] Any luck?

[equita_tion]

[Link wanders back, brushing snow out of his now damp hair. If Sheik was unprepared, Link had a death wish]

Nothing. It's definitely a different place... [a cough before he wraps his arms around himself] C'mon, let's head inside before we freeze.

[wallrun]

[Different. Yeah, you could say that.] Head where exactly...? [What should have been the Old Town Inn? Would anyone even be there to let them in?]

[He takes a few steps through the snow before pausing and turning back to look at Link.] Do you want to borrow my sweater?

[not_a_sheikah]

[Crouched on the rooftop of a building behind the duo is the false Sheikah, watching them with a curious, wary gaze. Newcomers, apparently...but their clothing was so strange. It was like nothing Sheik had ever seen before.]

[Beyond their clothing, other aspects of their appearance were strange. One of the young men bore a striking resemblance to the hero, Link...and the other looked like the Sheikah herself.]

[The icy slickness of the roof causes Sheik's footing to momentarily slip, and while she doesn't lose her balance, a nearby lump of snow on the other hand, falls, hitting the ground with a somewhat-muted thud. She frowns. Well, that was certainly a way to draw unwanted attention to one's self.]