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[kingofthisworld]

[He's out. And can be heard shuffling around his room.

Pester him if you feel like it. He doesn't realize his comm is on.]

Comments

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[Sheik may not say anything, but he'll gladly listen in.

...

And play his harp. Hello, Ganondorf. You have a stalker Sheikah.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

...

[He hears the harp.]

Are you going to speak?

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[He thinks about that. He's really just interested in listening.]

Do you need me to?

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

I need nothing from you.

[He's not in the best of moods, Sheik.]

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[Noted.]

Someone's testy.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

What do you want, Sheik?

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

What do you think I want?

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

I haven't the time [or patience] for your cryptic nonsense, Sheik. State your purpose or be on your way.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

Was your first time in the brig an ill one?

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[No. The brig wasn't horrible. It's the fact that he's got feathers for fingers. It does not make Ganny happy in the slightest.]

No.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

Play nicely, now. What's got you so antisocial?

[heavyweaponsbot]

... if you are going to bother the network, at least say something.

[shadesofeco.livejournal.com]

You might want to watch that post button.

[NO sense of self-preservation.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

If it were any of your concern, don't you think you would know?

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

No. Maybe you just want me to work for the answer.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Did this other Ganondorf despise you as much as this one does, Sheik?]

You'll not have it.

[Because it is none of your business.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Srsly go diaf Ironhide.]

If I had known this thing was on I would have.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[No never! 8D]

Perhaps you should pay more attention.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Jeez, is this Bother Ganondorf Until He Snaps Day?]

Do you realize to whom you speak?

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[But it would be fun! All warm and toasty. Everybody likes warm and toasty.]

Perhaps you should stop pestering me.

[oblique-wisdom.livejournal.com]

[Probably more so for his betrayal.]

Well, as you say then.

[He'll play with you later, Ganny.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Well then, this Ganondorf might like him after all.]

We are finished here.

[Wait until his fingers go back to normal. So he can snap that pretty neck of yours :|]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[My medic functions as a heater kthnx]

Why? I am entertained.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[If you have not melted, then your heater sux]

You should spend less time worrying over me and more time looking after that child you have done such a wonderful job protecting.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Shut up you're just jealous.]

... Do not speak of her. She has nothing to do with this.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Not of you. Jerkface.

Also, you can probably hear the smirk in his voice.]

Fine, shall we speak of your inadequacies as a guardian?

[heavyweaponsbot]

No. That is none of your concern.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Poor, poor Ironhide. Touched a nerve?

[heavyweaponsbot]

I have no nerves... Ganny.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Then I'll speak of the girl whenever I please.

[He's still amused because he's going to rip out your cords, Ironhide. So try something else if you want to get a rise out of him.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

You will not. She is none of your concern.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

By all means, come and stop me, then.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Last time I challenged you, you did not have the spinal struts to follow through. I do not like wasting my time.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

You had plenty of opportunities to carry out your petty challenge. There is nothing between us but air and opportunity.

[Feathery appendages or not, if you show up, he is going to hurt you. Badly.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Then perhaps I had more important business than scum.

[He's already in rough shape, thanks to his insistence on not being repaired by the engineer...]

You are also hiding.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

I'd hardly call being in my room hiding.

[heavyweaponsbot]

Have not exactly made its location common knowledge either.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Deck 7. Room 6371.

Do you need a map as well?

[heavyweaponsbot]

Hardly.

Know my way around.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Then I look forward to seeing you.

[heavyweaponsbot]

I am sure you are.

[shadesofeco.livejournal.com]

[Yes.]

Pretty sure I do.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[B|]

Then let's end this conversation before someone is injured.

[Namely you, Jak.]

[shadesofeco.livejournal.com]

I seem to recall you couldn't lay a hand on me last time.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Don't underestimate me.

[shadesofeco.livejournal.com]

I could say the same thing to you.

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[A scoff. But he sounds so amused.]

Naturally.

[shadesofeco.livejournal.com]

[Jak rolls his eyes. HE HEARD THAT. >:|]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Good! He meant for you to.]