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[kingofthisworld]

How does one go about contacting this...'Captain Redd'? I have a request to make of him.

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[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

[After rolling her eyes, she gives her hand another flick, clearing his bed. The dresser falls to the foot of the bed with the end-table balanced upside-down on it.]

Better?

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[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[No, actually it isn't. And it's pretty easy to tell by the look on his face.]

Just get out.

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[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

I thought you wanted a piano.

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[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

I did not ask for my room to be destroyed in the process!

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[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

[She waves dismissively, then sets to arranging her hair how she wants it.]

Oh, calm down, even if anything was broken--

and none of it is--

It usually repairs itself. You just have to give it a moment.

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[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Tell me what you want, so you can leave.

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[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

What are you asking of the Captain and his crew?

[Oh, like this wasn't obvious.]

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[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[The hard lines in his face softened and a mocking smirk curled the corners of his mouth.]

We certainly are nosy.

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[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

Yes.

Now tell me~

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[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Why should I?

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[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

I brought you a piano.

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[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

That hardly seems like a fair trade.

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[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

You're right.

But I'll let you off easy this time. All you need do is answer the question.

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[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

And what would that be?

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[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

[Cackles.]

You're ridiculous!

[Sits on his bed.]

I'm not leaving until you tell me~

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[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Which side of the bed do you prefer?

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[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

It doesn't matter to me.

But dirty pigs aren't allowed on the newly clean sheets.

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[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Well, if you insist. Though I can't imagine why you would want to sleep on the floor.

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[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

Why do you turn into a giant boar?

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[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[To answer her question, Ganondorf raised his right hand, where his triforce emblem burned brightly.]

I was given absolute power.

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[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

...

[Snort.

Snerk.

Giggle.]

So...

You...become a boar.

I see, makes perfect sense.

[Politely covers her mouth with her hand.]

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[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[He brushes his hand against her cheek, before turning his back to her and crossing the room.]

Of course you would not understand, being the poor forsaken creature that you are.

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[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

Enlighten me, piggy.

[You make her insides crawl.]

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[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Such information would do you no good.

[Well then he's doing his job.]

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[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

You're stalling~