Third Sin - [Written/Action]

[gerudoking]

[What ensues is writing in a disguised hand and without the liberty of a picture to be seen. It is a simple set of questions designed to let Ganondorf get a sense of the people of Luceti. His conversations will likely be short and to the point, unless he should find himself intrigued.]

At what lengths would you go in order to obtain power? For what purpose would you seek to gain it?

[Satisfied with that, he leaves it at that. Later in the day, after responding to the questions, Ganondorf can be found leaving building six and traveling north on horseback, passing the plaza and proceeding until he reaches the mountains. Catch his attention if you like. He is in no rush to reach his destination, but he does not suffer fools lightly.]

Comments

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[herotypical]

[ buffy finds the question to be rather...eh. it's difficult for her to appreciate a quest for power when she hasn't had to look for much her entire life. the girl has had power thrust upon her. and yet...

it’s about power: who’s got it, who knows how to use it. buffy taps her pencil on the journal's mostly-blank page as she considers her answer. because she is going to answer -- not because she's interested in philosophizing about power with this anonymous writer but because the writer is anonymous. why, after all, would someone get their icognito on in order to ask about power?

she finds herself piqued. hooked. curious. ]

Your question needs a little friendly clarification, here. What kind of power are we talking about? Strength? Influence? The ability to turn light fixtures on and off with the clap of a hand?

[ written ]

[dragmire]

Let us call it the power to change the world, whether by strength of influence, it hardly matters.

[ written ]

[herotypical]

And I'm guessing that -- in true argumentative fashion -- it's a world that's gotta be changed?

[ written ]

[dragmire]

Perhaps. Do you have no desire to change the ways of your world?

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[herotypical]

Been there. Done that. Got the army.

[ written ]

[dragmire]

[Well, he can see where this is going. He won't indulge her.]

I see. Have you anything else witty to add or have you finished?

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[herotypical]

[ except for the part where the actual destination has much more to do with indulging him. ]

What? Not going to answer your own question? Rude.

[ written ]

[dragmire]

I see little reason to. I already know my own answer.

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[herotypical]

And you're not keen on sharing with the class? Gee, how telling.

[ written ]

[dragmire]

I wish to sate my own curiosity. Nothing more.

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[herotypical]

And what about my curiousity? It wants sating too, you know. All kinds of sating.

[ written ]

[dragmire]

Then you shall go on wanting.

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[herotypical]

Oh. Right. You're that type.

[ not above goading. ]

[ written ]

[dragmire]

You are welcome to see it as you will. [He's above being affected by it. For now.]

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[herotypical]

You know, I once talked to a guy that told me that power always corrupts.

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[dragmire]

I believe I just had the same conversation with him.

[ written ]

[herotypical]

[ her 'him' was more of a general, non-specific him. but she'll bite. ]

Oh? Did he annoy you too?

[ written ]

[dragmire]

It was nothing I had not heard before.

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[herotypical]

So -- what? Power's a favourite small-talk topic of yours?

[ written ]

[dragmire]

It may be as much a hobby for myself as your incessant questioning is for you.

[ written ]

[herotypical]

Oh, I assure you -- my questioning is incredibly cessant. Once I'm answered, at least.

[ written ]

[dragmire]

Then I shall leave our discussion here. Good day.