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gerudoking) wrote2011-11-15 09:10 pm
gerudoking) wrote2011-11-15 09:10 pm
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Fourth Sin - [Action/Voice]
[It has been some time since Ganondorf has been in the village. After accepting a mission on the second, he merely took his leave the next day without communicating his absence to anyone. He made assurances his steed would be able to survive on his own and that was that. So after twelve long days of combat, he is finally back in the village late in the afternoon. Yet however powerful he might be, not even the Triforce would seem to stand up to the Shifters he encountered. Consequently he has returned to the village wounded, ragged, and just a bit on edge.
His injuries make his armor too uncomfortable and have made him concerned it has negatively impacted his speed. So today he goes to the Battle Dome wearing some loose, flowing black robes. Despite having received two Gerudo scimitars as his prize, he leaves all his weapons behind. He will manage to set himself up a simple scenario of a desert landscape, fighting shrouded warriors. Though not identifiable to anyone, he requested the computer model their abilities and combat abilities off some of his potential enemies within Luceti. More than that, he has disabled the ability to use powers. After being placed in this very scenario during his mission, he does not want to risk making himself so vulnerable. He needs to be able to fight without weapons, armor, or magic at his disposal. The way he was once excelled at in his training to become king. Despite all that, he is fighting with very clear injuries. Notably he walks with a painful limp. He lacks healing magic and has too much pride to request someone deal with it for him.
In the late evening, he will be walking with this same limp on his way to the plaza where he aims to request a hot meal from Seventh Heaven, which he intends to take home and eat in privacy. He is not looking for company or conversation, but he will act amicable if approached. As much as he can stand at least.
The next morning, on the 16th sees his very first snow fall, which he soon finds a distaste for. He deems this an appropriate time for a brief voice message to settle some business.]
Midna. I would have words with you. Let us find a place we can speak.
[That should do it. Unfortunately due to not knowing how to stop it recording, the journal will also catch him muttering to himself:] I grow weary of this accursed weather.
His injuries make his armor too uncomfortable and have made him concerned it has negatively impacted his speed. So today he goes to the Battle Dome wearing some loose, flowing black robes. Despite having received two Gerudo scimitars as his prize, he leaves all his weapons behind. He will manage to set himself up a simple scenario of a desert landscape, fighting shrouded warriors. Though not identifiable to anyone, he requested the computer model their abilities and combat abilities off some of his potential enemies within Luceti. More than that, he has disabled the ability to use powers. After being placed in this very scenario during his mission, he does not want to risk making himself so vulnerable. He needs to be able to fight without weapons, armor, or magic at his disposal. The way he was once excelled at in his training to become king. Despite all that, he is fighting with very clear injuries. Notably he walks with a painful limp. He lacks healing magic and has too much pride to request someone deal with it for him.
In the late evening, he will be walking with this same limp on his way to the plaza where he aims to request a hot meal from Seventh Heaven, which he intends to take home and eat in privacy. He is not looking for company or conversation, but he will act amicable if approached. As much as he can stand at least.
The next morning, on the 16th sees his very first snow fall, which he soon finds a distaste for. He deems this an appropriate time for a brief voice message to settle some business.]
Midna. I would have words with you. Let us find a place we can speak.
[That should do it. Unfortunately due to not knowing how to stop it recording, the journal will also catch him muttering to himself:] I grow weary of this accursed weather.
I know.
Crap crap crap oh great Odin's beard. He's going to die. He's going to--
Wait, what?]
Uhhh-um--uhhh.....s-sorry?
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[Nothing in his tone suggests that declining is an option.]
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Hiccup pushes himself up with his hands, but it takes a few moments full of buckling knees for him to get upright again.]
Uhhh--o-okay! I'll, just, um--be going now! Yeah. Uh--gotta go...feed the fish! I mean, fish. To. The dragon. You remember? Umm--yeah.
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You seem intent on seeing me as a villain. In fact, it is that which you seem to be telling others.
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Iiiiii--what? No, no no, I--no. I did nooot say anything. Like that. I-I was very clear in just...reexplaining what you explained to me!
[And now he's listing over everyone he told. There weren't many. Ed, Rydia...Shiki.]
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[He snorts at that.]
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Iiiiii'm sure that she just...misinterpreted what I said! I was. Very clear. About not. Vilifying you. [He tried, man. He tried. But it looks pretty bad when you had his dragon changed, okay.] A-anyway, it's all said and over with now, so we can just...run along and forget about it now, right?
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I suppose you felt confident after your 'fairy tale' victory. Yet it was altogether pointless. You could have had your dragon back any time, if you had but the nerve to take from him what I had given.
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I...I--[He swallows. Be brave, Hiccup.] I couldn't make that choice for him. He deserves the ability to fly on his own if he wants it. I couldn't...I wouldn't. Not unless I knew--really knew--that that's what Toothless, as his true self, wanted.
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Well said. But I trust you will remember that it was the Malnosso that made the choice. Not you.
[Because Ganondorf doesn't think Hiccup deserves to feel good about that at all. He's kind of a jerk like that.]
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...Yeah. I...I realize that. But I'm glad I didn't have to. I'm not in control of Toothless, and I only want what's best for him.
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[Yup. Advice. Ganondorf has it.]
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...I'll just have to make sure I know what the right choice is, then.
[CLARITY. He has it.]
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Indeed. Do so and do not trouble me with your indecision again. [And don't be hating. He can find out where you live.]
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I-I-I won't. I'll be sure to stay out of your...hair.
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[And now, now is when this conversation will be concluded and he will keep walking.]
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