|| 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.]

((OOC: Open commentlog for everybody. :D))

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[hylian-courage.livejournal.com]

[Ugh, it is him. Link sighs. Him, talking about selfishness ...]

Don't you know how to play anything else, at least? Or at least not make everyone listen. That's all I had to listen to the whole time I was in your castle.

Hold on! Lemme contemplate this fail a lil bit.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Play something else? Oh and he knows the perfect thing to play (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v3fBRnyKQrA). Except it's not light and airy like the original, as he is playing it in a lower key. It sounds almost sinister.]

Then tell me, boy, what would you like to hear?

xD its okay.

[hylian-courage.livejournal.com]

[That makes his blood boil, and he grips his communicator angrily. He has no right to play that song - and especially not playing it and making it sounds like that.

Link can't believe this man isn't his own Ganondorf. He has to be lying about not remembering him... there's just no other way.]

I'd rather hear your stupid song again than listen to you do this to Saria's.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

((OOC: I kind of forgot that he wasn't suppose to know Saria's Song. But I'll play it off all smooth like XD))

[Saria? How familiar that name sounded. Perhaps she was among the many that had opposed him during his first attempt to conquer Hyrule and fell by his sword. There had been so many lives lost then, he could scarcely remember them all. Nor did he care to.

But, it matter to the boy. Salt in a wound, so to speak.]

Is it making you angry? [He continues to play it, slowing the pace slightly.]

[hylian-courage.livejournal.com]

((ooc: Actually he definitely could if you wanted, it depends on your particular fanon for TP Ganon. Which I'm actually rather curious about xD;;; /wonders if you use AIM...

[It's not just salt in the wound... it's twisting the knife. A salt-covered knife.

He gulps loudly and tries to keep his anger down. Link's not the type to get enraged, even at Ganondorf, but it's a combination of several factors that's making him react to this teasing.]

No. It's... j-just annoying. But maybe it's the only way to amuse yourself now.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

((OOC: strongmekachan. Poke me whenever :D))

You would be wrong, little hero. I have far more imaginative ways to amuse myself. You'll find that out soon enough, however.

[And the question is, how serious is he? There really is no way to tell from his tone. The fact that he is playing Saria's Song in all its original glory might be an indicator of something.]

[hylian-courage.livejournal.com]

[There's the rustle of grass, signaling that Link is on the move.]

Why soon enough? I'm not afraid of you.

[He says that honestly. It's not Ganondorf that he's afraid of. No, it's what he might do to others when Link's not there to protect them. And even then, that isn't real fear, the kind that chills people's blood and makes them freeze in place. It's likely Link's incapable of feeling that kind of fear anymore.]

I hope you don't expect me to just... ignore roundabout threats like that.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Ganondorf notes the movement. And he laughs.]

Coming to exact revenge for some imaginary offense?

[The playing stops and there's a sound shuffling sound.]

I await your arrival then, boy. As it would seem you have failed to heed my warning.

[hylian-courage.livejournal.com]

Don't worry... I'm not coming to rid this boat of you.

[Sigh. They'd already decided not to do that, as much as Link had been against it. This is more like... reconnaissance. The Hero wants a look at this Gerudo. This Ganondorf that claims not to know the events that had happened, in Link's experience, only a few weeks earlier.]

You're on the same floor as the rest of us, aren't you. What room?

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

I wasn't worried. You are welcomed to believe whatever you like, but I hardly think you are the type to 'get rid of' anyone.

[He wants Link to make the first move, just so he would have an excuse to toss the Hylian overboard. He could only hope that he keeps his temper under control so he would not risk moving his hand prematurely.]

Room six-three-seven-one.

[hylian-courage.livejournal.com]

It's funny that you of all people would call me that.

[That's the only thing else he'll say, as eventually there's a quiet knock on Ganondorf's door.

...the fact that he's even got to knock just feels bad itself. Ugh. But he's got to keep this nonviolent, if not for the simple reason that Link's unarmed.

The boy maintains a terse, unafraid expression for when the door is opened, but beneath it is intense curiosity. A part of him still hopes this isn't the Ganondorf he hates so much.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[There is playing behind the door. And the moment Link knocks, it stops abruptly. There is a shuffling sound and after another moment, the door swings open.

He sneers. This boy seemed familiar somehow. He was silent as he stared the boy down. He would wait for Link to make the first move.]

[hylian-courage.livejournal.com]

[Link had stepped back from the door after knocking, a precautionary move in case Ganondorf decided to strike out at him after opening it. The look on his face is uneasy but unafraid.

...and yet, after given a few seconds to take in his appearance, that's replaced with utter surprise. Wait... this the Ganondorf he knows, he's just...... more like the way he remembers him being when he was a little kid, before opening the Sacred Realm for him...

There's nothing about him that might signal that this boy might be that Kokiri-clothed kid who was there by the window with Princess Zelda that one day in the castle. The Gerudo King might, however, notice the golden gauntlets and Mirror Shield as being strangely out of place on a Hylian.]

...........

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Ganondorf continued to stare down at Link, his eyes analytical. Where had he seen this boy before? There were so many faces from back then. And as familiar as this boy seemed, he simply did not strike a significant enough cord to register in Ganondorf's memory.

His analytical expression is soon replaced with a smrik as he crossed his arms over his chest.]

Well? If you've come to slay me, I'm waiting.

[hylian-courage.livejournal.com]

...I... I told you I wasn't coming for that.

[Somehow he spits out the words without sounding like a complete fool. And yet, standing here staring at this Ganondorf from the past, the fear he felt as a child threatens to creep back. He can't ever forget the stinging pain of the spell he threw at him in front of Castle Town, after attacking it.

Link swallows dryly and tries to stand with a little more confidence again, slowly recovering from the shock of seeing him.]

Hm. So, I guess you just don't recognize me.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

As if you could.

[Ganondorf does not fail to notice Link's change in stance, as if trying to muster up more courage. And he looked amused.]

Then what do you want? State your business or stop wasting my time.

[hylian-courage.livejournal.com]

[That taunt actually has the opposite effect; it only reminds Link that yes, actually, he's beaten him only two weeks ago, with his own hands weilding the Master Sword and the power of his Triforce piece. The visbily relaxes further, and crosses his arms in a display of that confidence.]

I'm here because... I wanted to get a look at you. Because you didn't seem to be the Ganondorf I knew...

[His eyes narrow, hardening with contempt.]

But now that I'm looking at you, I see what's going on now - as much... as much as it doesn't make any sense.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[All amusement is gone now, replaced with a contemptuous sneer to match Link's. It was clear, by the look on Link's face that he had figured something out. Something that still remained out of Ganondorf's grasp.

So he raises an expectant eyebrow.]

Do you intend to share or stand about gawking? I do have other things I could be doing.

[hylian-courage.livejournal.com]

Do you not remember me...?

[He stares right back into his orange eyes and shifts his weight, standing a little more proudly.]

...it's hard to say if you do, since I don't understand how it's possible for you to be standing in front of me like this... but you are the Gerudo King, right? Who killed the Great Deku tree, and tried to starve the Gorons, and tricked Zelda and I when we were little?

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Obviously not.

[Ganondorf did not look amused as Link recounted the tale of their encounter. Yes, he did all of those things, save tricking Link and Zelda to do anything. And aside from that, he was stopped before he could complete his conquest on the castle, and not by this child. So what was he going on about?]

I am not the Ganondorf you are acquainted with. No matter how much you wish it to be so.

[hylian-courage.livejournal.com]

No - you are!

[He blinks and shakes his head insistently.]

You're Ganondorf Dragmire, the Gerudo King... you came to Hyrule saying it was to meet the king of Hyrule, but really, you were going around trying to collect that Spiritual Stones. That's when you did it, when you killed the Deku Tree! But then, when I went to open the door of time, you followed me...

[He trails off. Those details are heavy with guilt and hard to articulate. Plus, this line of conversation doesn't seem to be persuading him very much.

Link's so sure of it, that he's got to find out what the disconnect has to be. There's obviously one, but at the same time, he's undoubtedly the same person. He wracks his brain for any other details.]

Um... your second-in-command, her name is Nabooru, although she couldn't stand you. And your caretakers were Koume and Kotake, the witches!

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

So you knew the traitor.

[He falls silent, when Link mentions a Ganondorf following him through the door of time. That certainly never happened. He never made it that far. Not that he would admit that.]

[hylian-courage.livejournal.com]

Y-... You're the traitor! Don't act like you're not! I r-remember you.

[Link doesn't hesitate in his interrogation just because Ganondorf's tone softened out of some kind of understanding. He doesn't fully realize yet that his own childhood, the Hyrule Zelda was trying to send him back to, has its own separate problems now, that disaster hadn't actually been diverted. He doesn't understand how this Ganondorf from the past could be the Evil King, without having earned it the way Link himself was involved.]

How do you think you're different?

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Because I clearly am. You seem to think you've defeated me and placed me into some kind of void when that simply has not occurred. I was stopped and sent into the Twilight Realm. And certainly not by the likes of you.

[He's beginning to get annoyed with this. He feels like he's only repeating himself and it's beginning to get on his nerves. He exhales and gives Link a pointed glare.]

If you've got nothing else to say to me, boy. I suggest you be on your way.

[hylian-courage.livejournal.com]

[Link takes a step back and bites his lip upon meeting his eyes, not out of fear but out of suspicion that Ganondorf would strike at him at any moment.

Fine. If he's going to be like this, then fine. But Link knows it's him. Maybe he's not the exact same person who morphed into a hideous monster, the person he stabbed in the head and watched the Sages seal away, but he is the person Link remembers fearing as a child. He could never forget his face, and here it is, staring at him with annoyance.]

Fine.

[Finally, acceptance. Agreeing to disagree. He steps backwards into the hallway again.]

Stay away from Zelda. Both of them.