|| 3 [Accidental Audio]

[kingofthisworld]

[Well, thanks to Midna, Ganondorf now has a piano in his room. And he can be heard playing a rather haunting melody. He doesn't know his communicator is on.]

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[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

Well, then you lose.

[She's very matter-of-fact.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

And what have I lost?

[He's reaching for her waist, just to make things interesting.]

[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

I can think of several things, but to tell you...~

[She trails off, drawing little symbols of her tribe across his chest in quick, light strokes. Nothing comes of them, of course. She's just touching. She doesn't seem to mind that he's gone for her waist, but she's yet to step into the contact--draw any closer than she already is.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Well Midna needn't worry, as he'll be the one drawing her closer. He ignores the symbols traced across his chest and instead smirks at her.]

Is there a consolation prize?

[wheres-my-puppy.livejournal.com]

[There's no resistance. In a fluid motion, she steps closer and grins.

And shakes her head 'no'.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

There must be something you want to give me.

[He's closing the gap between them.]