kingofthisworld: († You will run to my lies)
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I think it's time we had a little fun. Wouldn't you agree?

[And he's laughing now.]

((OOC: Just the first three seconds will do. I couldn't find a video that was just him laughing. SIGH))

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Date: 2009-11-08 06:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She makes no move to come further into the room. She feels distance is probably a good idea at this point.]

I am afraid to say the feeling is not exactly mutual.

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Date: 2009-11-08 06:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
You are skilled at wounding a man's heart.

[He has already walked into the library. He does have a reason to be here, which is evident by his searching of the books.]

Are you coming?

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Date: 2009-11-08 06:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She doesn't comment on that, but she does step into the library, glancing around at all the books.]

What is it you are looking for?

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Date: 2009-11-08 06:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[He is silent for a moment before he pulls away from a shelf with a book written in Hylian script.]

History.

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Date: 2009-11-08 06:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[The flash of the script catches her attention, and she moves closer, curious despite herself.]

...Of what sort?

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Date: 2009-11-08 07:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[He finds a place to sit and offers her the seat at his side.]

Hyrule. And her people.

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Date: 2009-11-08 07:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She takes the seat, leaning forward.]

I could have told you a bit of it. What, exactly, are you looking for?

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Date: 2009-11-08 07:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[He doesn't seem to be forthcoming about the information. But after a moment of silence, he finally answers.]

My people. I must know what happened to them.

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Date: 2009-11-08 07:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She waits patiently; she's know for it after all.]

And have you found any answers?

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Date: 2009-11-08 02:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
None that seem to match my findings. It seems your ancestors are trying to hide something.

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Date: 2009-11-09 12:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She frowns.]

I am sure that is hardly the case.

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Date: 2009-11-09 01:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
Well, I cannot be positive, as I was not present during that time. You would perhaps have better luck asking my actual ancestor.

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Date: 2009-11-09 02:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
Perhaps I will. Though I'm sure the information she has is biased in her family's favor.

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Date: 2009-11-10 09:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
It is a possibility, I am afraid. Those who have a hand in writing history often skew things in the direction they desire.

[She glances at him, lifting a brow.]

I expect that to be true in most cases.

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Date: 2009-11-10 09:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[He notes the eyebrow arch]

What sort of bias could I possibly have?

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Date: 2009-11-10 10:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
Most have a bias, regardless of if they realize it.

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Date: 2009-11-10 11:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
Do you think I would lie or exaggerate my people's demise?

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Date: 2009-11-11 12:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
I am...uncertain. [She hesitates, looking thoughtful.]

It has been done, in past civilizations. [She lifts her eyes to rest on him, gaze cold but not unwelcoming.]

I am not accusing you, if that is what you think.

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Date: 2009-11-11 12:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
I hardly have any need to lie about what happened to them. Why would I? To garner sympathy? I doubt anyone would be sympathetic for the tribe of thieves.

[Besides, he doesn't need sympathy. That's for the pathetic. Though he nods at Zelda's words.]

You have my thanks.

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Date: 2009-11-11 12:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
I think perhaps you would be surprised. [She murmured, then lifted her shoulders into a shrug.]

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Date: 2009-11-11 01:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She doesn't answer. Instead, she simply gets to her feet.]

I ought to be on my way.

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Date: 2009-11-11 04:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[He remains where he is and nods; he wasn't expecting an answer.]

Very well. I do hope we may speak again, Your Grace. Soon.

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Date: 2009-11-11 04:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scionofwisdom.livejournal.com
[She inclines her head.]

Good day. [She turns, then disappears as quickly as she had arrived.]
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