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[kingofthisworld]

Dealing with the fools aboard this ship is beginning to grow tiresome.

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[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

You lie. But [A shrug] if you say you do not want anything, I will not press it.

[He gets up and gets his comm device and returns to his seat.]

Where do we begin?

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

You cannot give me what I want.

[It was so simply put that it almost seemed venomous. Instead, she drew up her comm and entered a few buttons.]

When I first came here, people told me that if I didn't lock some things I said, Captain Redd or the crew could read it. I'm still not very good at it myself.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[An eyebrow arch.] And you are so certain of this, Princess?

[He watches her type then looks down at his own device.]

I only know how to post to the network and how to turn it on and off. So you are far better off than I am.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

I am positive.

[A few moments of tinkering around on hers, she rises from her chair and inches over to him, handing over her comm.]

When you choose to place something on the network, there's an option to filter things by way of code.

[She simply points out the line she uses to lock anything of hers.]

It's just a manner of remembering it.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[His brow furrows as he scans the screen to see the code. It looks simple enough. So he'll give it a try.

He looks at Zelda.]

Did it work?

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[She arches an eyebrow at him and then withdraws her comm.]

Well... Given how I wrote it, it should work. You said you wouldn't lock anything from me.

[Zelda pauses.]

Is that true?

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Of course it's true.

[He lowers his comm and looks at her.]

Do you doubt me?

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[She holds her comm to herself and tips her head at him.]

Of course I do. Why shouldn't I?

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Because there are some prying eyes I do not mind.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[Her cheeks redden and she inclines her head.]

...I-I do not have prying eyes.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[He chuckles.]

Then why are you so concerned if I lock something from you?

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

There are people I want to protect, of course. That means I need to make sure you're not doing something you shouldn't be doing.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

You have my word, Princess. That is all I can offer you.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

You already told me you weren't going to hide anything from me.

[She smiles a little.]

You proved my case.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Did I?

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

Someone unrighteous can do something righteous.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

So I did.

[If she believes him that is.]

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

Did you mean what you said about fools aboard, Ganondorf? I don't know anyone who's really... idiotic.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Then you've yet to meet a man by the name of Jak.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[She pauses, knows it perfectly apparent. A hand lifts and brushes over her cheeks.

Her suspicions rise.]

...What did you do to him? Is he hurt? Is he okay?

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

I defended myself.

[He waves a dismissive hand.]

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

Defended...!

But did you hurt him?!

[She draws in her lower lip and nibbles at it gently.]

Jak's... It's... It's not his fault. It can't be. Yes, sometimes he's a little irrational, but... Please. Ganondorf, did you hurt him?

[Smell that? That's pure, unadulterated desperation.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

He is not dead if that is what you mean.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

Oh... Thank the goddesses.

[She's overwhelmingly relieved.]

Please don't stir him anymore. Please leave him alone. I mean... for the future.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Stir him? He was the instigator.

[He sounds a little indignant. He's starting to get mad.]