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[There's the sound of fingers tapping on her comm. She's...unnerved.]

Would someone please inform me as to why this hall is filled with keese? [It's not, really, but she thinks that's what the shadows are. And she also doesn't know what hall she's even in. Feel free to find her.]

Date: 2010-01-21 10:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gunsandhonor.livejournal.com
... Filled with what, ma'am?

Date: 2010-01-21 11:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
Keese. Frustrating nocturnal mammals that haunt most abandoned temples.

Date: 2010-01-21 11:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gunsandhonor.livejournal.com
You... mean bats? Where?

Date: 2010-01-21 11:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
Keese. I suppose that they could be similar to...whatever a bat is.

In the hall.

Date: 2010-01-21 11:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She grinds her teeth.]

I don't know.

Date: 2010-01-22 12:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
I am uncertain as to where I am.

I apologize for my rudeness.

Date: 2010-01-22 12:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gunsandhonor.livejournal.com
That's all right, ma'am. I've heard worse.

Any landmarks or anything you can use?

Date: 2010-01-22 12:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
Still, it is improper conduct for one such as me.

[She pauses.]

There is a fire at the end of this hall. That does not seem safe.

Date: 2010-01-22 12:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gunsandhonor.livejournal.com
From what I've been told, I think a little rudeness is to be expected.

[--buh? Wha? Seriously? Something's still on fire? Is she serious?]

I'd... stay away from the fire, ma'am. Far away.

Date: 2010-01-22 12:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
I...suppose.

[Her voice is a bit dry.]

Yes, I realize that. However, I believe this is the deck that has a perpetual fire on it. Though...I cannot be sure.

Date: 2010-01-22 02:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gunsandhonor.livejournal.com
... Perpetual... fire? How does that even...?

Date: 2010-01-22 02:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
To be perfectly honest with you, sir...I don't know. I have seen it before on my explorations of the ship, but for some reaso--

[She cuts off and there's a bit of an explosion and some crackling. Damn 'keese'.]

But for some reason this one never goes out.

Date: 2010-01-22 08:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gunsandhonor.livejournal.com
... Do you need any help, ma'am? That... really doesn't... sound good.

Date: 2010-01-23 12:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
My apologies, that was...not the fire. That was me. I see...these keese in the shadows, and they sometimes attack. I know they are not real, but I see them regardless.

Date: 2010-01-23 09:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gunsandhonor.livejournal.com
You... tried finding your room? Maybe... get some rest?

Date: 2010-01-23 05:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
I have tried, yes. I seem to be...quite lost, for some reason.

Date: 2010-01-21 11:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[What luck! They are on the same floor. And by the Goddesses above, Ganondorf can see those blasted keese. He swings at one and the wall earns yet another hole. Way to go, Ganny ♥.]

Zelda?

[Screw formalities. He's mad.]

Date: 2010-01-21 11:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[Zelda feels a bit less crazy since he seems to be able to see them also.]

Yes. These...blasted things...[There are several holes in the walls that are still smoldering. Zelda is also mad.]

Date: 2010-01-21 11:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
Another of the captain's tricks, I suspect.

[Growl at the mentioning of the captain. Really, Ganondorf's going to kill him.]

Date: 2010-01-21 11:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
I assume that you are correct. [She growls a little herself.]

I do not...think these are real, but they certainly look it. [She wouldn't mind helping him in that endeavor.]
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[He's getting more and more frustrated. This isn't conducive for a long life for him. Or anyone near him.]

Do you know what deck we are on?
Edited Date: 2010-01-25 05:18 pm (UTC)

<3 is fine :)

Date: 2010-01-25 05:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She shakes her head in irritation.]

I do not. I fear...I have not known whemy location since I left my room, and now I cannot find it again.

~♥

Date: 2010-01-25 06:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
I have been disoriented since leaving the lower decks.

[He moves to round a corner. But smacks into a wall instead. Deep breath, Ganny. Deep breath.]

Should I ever locate my room, I will not leave it until this has worn off.

Date: 2010-01-25 06:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
Yes, it is irritating.

[She moves to follow him but...he...did he just...There's a muffled noise from behind him that is akin to a quiet chuckle, but were he to turn around, she would be as stoic and rigid as ever.]

Nor will I.

Date: 2010-01-25 06:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[He heard that Zelda. And he's...amused? Curse you, Redd!]

So, she does laugh. At others' misfortune, but it is a laugh nonetheless.

Date: 2010-01-25 06:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[Augh CURSES indeed.]

I would never laugh at anothers misfortune, Ganondorf. Not even one such as you. It is simply...circumatance and actions.

Date: 2010-01-25 06:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[Shrug]

Either way, you have laughed. For me.

[Even in this mess, he's feeling smug and triumphant.]

Date: 2010-01-25 10:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
No, never for you. [Her voice is dry and full of aggravation.]

You are insufferable.

Date: 2010-01-25 10:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[He's trying to navigate this hallway again.]

I'm not so sure. You seem to be suffering along just fine in my company.

Date: 2010-01-25 10:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
At this point, I find myself with little choice. [She hesitates, before adding;]

At times you can be tolerable.

Date: 2010-01-25 11:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[He glances back at her, a smirk curling his lips. He is going to respond, though what comes out isn't the reply he had formed in his head. His voice is low, softer and a tone he very rarely uses. Very rarely.]

I would hope to become more than tolerable.

[...Damn]

Date: 2010-01-25 11:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[Her eyes narrow and the look on his face prepares her to get ready with a comeback.

Except what he said did not match his expression and nor did it make sense.
]

I am unsure if that is possible...though perhaps with time, you may. [WHAT.]

Date: 2010-01-25 11:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[He clears his throat and actually makes around the corner this time. This has got to be more of Redd's tricks.]

I am pleased to hear that.

[Okay it's time to be quiet, because clearly he cannot control his tongue.]

Date: 2010-01-25 11:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She follows after him, her sleeve lightly brushing the wall. At least she didn't slam into it like he did.]

I do not understand why.

Date: 2010-01-25 11:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[To be perfectly neither does he. He doesn't know what's making him say these things.]

I--I...

[He's trying to resist saying this. But he's is failing.]

I am interested in spending more time with you.

Date: 2010-01-25 11:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She stops in her tracks, looking surprised.]

...Again, I do not...understand why.

Date: 2010-01-25 11:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[He only stops because he nearly runs into another wall.]

Is it necessary to?

Date: 2010-01-25 11:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She nods once.]

In this case, yes. It is.

Date: 2010-01-25 11:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[SIGH, especially since he's not been able to control what he says.]

Because I am interested in you, Princess.

[Must. Fight. Urge. To facepalm.]

Date: 2010-01-25 11:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She gives him a dry look.]

I am certain your interest is purely for the sake of friendship then, is it?

Date: 2010-01-25 11:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[He doesn't even bother to turn around. He's far too livid about this.]

Of course it is.

[That's the first time he's been able to control what he says. It's a miracle.]

Date: 2010-01-25 11:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She doesn't believe him. It's obvious.]

How interesting. And it would have nothing to do with the Triforce piece I bear, now would it?

Date: 2010-01-25 11:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
No.

[He's stealing your ancestor's. He doesn't need yours at the moment. 83]

Date: 2010-01-25 11:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
Interesting.

[You big JERK.]

We shall see then, I suppose.

Date: 2010-01-25 11:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[What a compliment.]

I look forward to it.

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