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Shouldn't They be in Bed?

Who: Duo Maxwell

colony_brat Sheik

shadow_sheikah Along with Ruto

forthezora, Navi

hai_listen, and Link

kokori_warrior if they care to join.
What: Duo's visiting Sheik
When: Err... yesterday after Duo got his scythe?
Where: Ruto's Lakeside House
Summary: After going out shopping, Duo hears from Sheik and wants to check up on the guy.
Rating: PG-13 for Duo's potty mouth?

Duo was so excited after finding a small version of Deathscythe's main weapon in the shop. He'd almost totally forgotten to get his replacement tools and weapons and he totally forgot to go look for copies of his clothes when he talked to Sheik. They hadn't seen each other in so long, Duo'd started to think the silent guy'd left. He walks around, spinning the de-activated scythe in his hands and getting used to the weight. He looks surprisingly different in the almost see-through white pants given to New Feathers and one of the tanktops he works out in.

He knocks on the door, rubbing his before he's able to raise his voice enough to announce himself. "Hey, buddy! Entertainment's here!"

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Sheik was, again, sitting in the window where he wasn't supposed to be, looking out and up at the strange red sky. He probably looked quite different as well, wearing only a loose long-sleeved tunic over a plain pair of dark pants as his normal clothing had been destroyed. He wasn't even wearing a scarf or anything, having given up on trying to keep his face covered, at least for the time being.

Upon hearing Duo's voice, Sheik slides out of the window and goes to let the other in, fumbling with the door slightly before pulling it open.

"Hello, Duo."

Duo looked Sheik up and down, quickly judging his condition with his eyes as he brushes past and into the house. "Look good like that. More relaxed."

Duo's one to talk after a week without food. He's strangely thin and looks far more frail than he is. His hands are lightly scared now like they've been burned, but he's moving them like they're fine.

Duo earns a half-glare for that comment, but the way he looked worried Sheik slightly. Shouldn't let Princess Ruto catch him like that, or they'd both be stuck here. Sheik was glad the tunic mostly covered his own injuries.

He makes his way back to the window, using his elbows to pull himself up, rather than his hands. It was a little awkward, but he managed.

"Duo, what did they do to you?" Sheik was concerned about his friend's condition, and rightly so.

Duo frowned at Sheik and the way he climbed up, but before he asked after his health, Duo took an almost formal stance and started to report. "Spent a week trainin' and pushin' me past the limit with fire magic. Branded by my gold cross when the heat was too much and unbalanced. Burns to my hands, lungs, and throat. All healed and scared with minimal interference with my functions. Week of no food has lead to malnutrition and dehydration which is beyond expectations due to the large amount of energy required." Despite his more formal body language, his tone was as cocky as ever like what'd happened was nothing to worry about.

He relaxed and joined Sheik at the window, not touching him, but still close by. "Your turn."

Sheik sighs. He sounded almost as if he didn't care about what had happened to him. But, he ignored that for the moment.

"I had recieved an injury to my stomach upon my capture. For the first week, they left me alone, bound in confinement and allowed the wound to fester and become infected. The second week is nothing more than vague memories of illness and forced physical testing." Sheik pauses a moment, then continues. "I am still unable to use my hands as well as I should, but the illness has passed and Princess Ruto has been doing her best to heal my other injuries as well."

To hell and back for the both of them, it seemed.

"Guys are bastards, aren't they? Infections like that'll suck all the life outta ya. Anythin' I can do for your hands? I know some good exercises and stuff. Pretty good at rubbin' out tension and stuff." Duo had to think really hard about it before he made the offer. His own hands would probably benefit from paying such attention to someone elses hands. He still needs to build up the strength in them and test their mobility and sensitivity.

"I do not know if that would help," is all Sheik says. He pushes up the sleeves of his tunic to reveal the bandages that bound his wrists. Mostly, it hurt if he tried using his hands. It was difficult and frustrating, being unable to write, or play his instrument.

Duo sighs and shakes his head. "Could use some details." He leans a little closer to look at Sheik's hand, using his new scythe as something to lean on. Seeing Sheik just as beat up as himself takes little of the fun at finding the scythe out of Duo and he really hops there's something he can do for his friend.

"Both wrists were broken, though they are mostly healed now, thanks to the Princess. I would assume my inability to use my hands properly stems from that." He flexes his hand, but the movement looks stiff and painful. "I am able to do little more than that."

"It alright if I touch ya? Pretty sure I can at least help with that. Can't heal, but I know physical therapy." It wasn't exactly good news to hear that Sheik had broken his wrists, but it was something Duo'd dealt with before. He was happy it was something he could help with if only a little.

Sheik hesitates. He'd had just about enough of people touching him lately. But, if it would help...

Silently, he offers his hand to Duo. If anything, he wanted to be able to play his lyre.

Duo smiles at him before stretching and flexing his hands. He then carefully takes Sheik's wrist in his hand.

"Gunna hurt a bit." He figures Sheik won't mind and starts digging his fingers into Sheik's wrist, stretching the tendons, working the muscles, pressing the bones around. It'll hurt to have his wrist manipulated like that, but it'll feel better in the long run.

Sheik hisses lightly, but he doesn't pull away. He had known it would hurt, especially considering even the simplest of tasks had pained him.

He returns his attention to out the window, to ignore it.

Duo doesn't bother to appologize for the pain and just keeps working his fingers into the other man's wrist before manipulating his hand and rolling it around. His hands tire too quickly and start to hurt, but he continues until he feels Sheik should be able to move his hand and fingers at least a little. "How that?"

Sheik looks down at his hand and moves his hand and fingers around a bit. It felt a little better at least and didn't look quite as weird as before. "Thank you."

"I can keep doin' that for a while. Help us both and it means ya get a steady visitor." He flexes his own hands behind his back and tries to work the tension out. It pulls the scars more, but it helps.

He shifts around again and leans next to the window, his new scythe propped next to him. He watched a squirrle dart around and thought about Dieb. She's been upset with him since he tried to kick her to make her shut up.

"I would appreciate that," Sheik says quietly. Having Duo there helped him feel less confined. He knew Princess Ruto was keeping him there for his own good, but it didn't make him feel any less restricted.

After a while of silence, Sheik finally decides to ask about the strange stick-thing Duo had brought with him. "Duo, was there something you wanted to show me?"

Duo's a little startled from his thoughts, but he's quickly grinning and full of excitment again. "Yeah!" He picks up the scythe and steps away from Sheik.

"I had one of these back in my world, but it was a hell of a lot bigger." He checks the direction, twists his hands, and a green scythe blade hums to life from the shaft. "Shinigami's got his scythe again!"

Sheik is a little surprised by the appearance of the blade. He watches it warily, half expecting it to move on it's own, rather than being under Duo's control.

"What sort of magic is that?" If it was even magic at all, that made the strange weapon.

Duo chuckled and stared lovingly at the green blade. "'s not magic. It's thermal energry. It'll cut right through a mobile suit er... big bunch of metal and stuff. Cuts right through practically everythin'. Custom job. No other like it."

That revelation didn't help Sheik relax in the slightest. Cut through anything? Sheik didn't want that thing near him if that were truly the case.

"Duo, please put it away," It wasn't that he didn't trust Duo. He just didn't like it.

Duo turned his head to look at Sheik questioningly, but he twisted his hands and turned off the beam. "Ya know I use one a these things like it's my own arm. Need ta practice with this one, but it should still feel familiar."

Sheik finally relaxes when the beam disappears. "It is a strange weapon. Is that what you regain from this?" He was referring to the red sky, and the rumors of the barrier disappearing.

His own power had returned, and the Wisdom Triforce was no longer restrained. He was curious as to if that was Duo's power.

Duo looked at the seemingly harmless staff in his hands. he'd seen othe rpeople talking about how their powers returned when the barrier fell and the sky turned red. He supposed it could be a way of returning power to him.

"I guess, but ya'd think they woulda given me my gun or my Gundam... err... this hand thing that shoots a piece of metal fast enough ta kill someone and a umm... shit... big ass piece of metel and gears and stuff that sorta looks like person but it's really really big."

He struggles to compare the things from his world to something Sheik might understand. No wonder it was so hard fo people to explain magic stuff to Duo.

Sheik couldn't even pretend to understand what Duo was talking about. Shooting a piece of metal? Like an arrow? Or a bolt? And a giant metal person sounded strangely like something a Goron would make for fun. Sheik shakes his head.

"Perhaps that was not possible, so you were given what was important." Sheik covers the back of his right hand, hiding the mark there. It was an unconscious move, and Sheik didn't seem to notice he had moved at all.

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