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[kingofthisworld]

[Redd's punishments wearing off were not enough to mollify Ganondorf. He was still pissed and to be quiet frank, he wanted to cause some serious damage. To whom or what? It didn't matter.

All the months of frustration had finally reached a boiling point. And as he stalked the halls of the Elegante, with no clear destination in mind, it was a very good chance he could explode at any given moment.]



[OOC: Ganny's feeling just a little pms-y more testy than usual. So if you're looking for a fight, there's a good chance he'll give you one.]

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[prime-huntress.livejournal.com]

[Samus hadn't minded the punishment; at least feeling lost gave her something to do around the ship. It was her conversation with Tachicoma Musashi that had pissed her off. How could Major Kusanagi claim to be a great commander when she couldn't command? How could she be so great if she was stuck on the ship just like anyone else. The arrogance and elitism angered her more than anything else.]

[So when she saw the taller dark man storming down the hall, she did not give him any space.]

Pissed too? Who at?

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Ganondorf had nearly plowed through Samus without a second glance. If she had little regard for her own safety, then he would be sure not to disappoint.

The only thing that stopped him from knocking Samus to the floor was her words. Of course he was pissed.]

That is my business, woman.

[He was in no mood to discuss his feelings.]

[prime-huntress.livejournal.com]

Fine. Enjoy dealing with it yourself then.

[She tucked to the side and moved to stride past him. She wasn't in the mood to try to be overly helpful.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[He growled, as he moved past her.]

I do not recall asking for your help.

[prime-huntress.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't give it. Ass.

[She muttered with her back to him.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Button pushing: bad idea, Samus.]

You would do well to watch your tongue, Woman.

[prime-huntress.livejournal.com]

[Threats, fun. She stopped and looked over her shoulder.]

Why? Is chivalry dead in your primitive era?

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

Chivalry is alive and well. But speaking to me in such an insolent manner will only end with your tongue as my trophy.

[prime-huntress.livejournal.com]

Try. It would be amusing to see what the captain would do to you if you did.

[Samus was pissed, but she still preferred to be on the right side of the law. Ganondorf was far stronger than her, but she was still confident she was faster.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[At this point, Ganondorf couldn't care less.]

I've been confined before by the great captain. I am willing to risk it.

[prime-huntress.livejournal.com]

Good to know you're not a coward.

[She turned her back to him again and continued to make her way toward the gym.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[He moves without giving much thought to it. No he is not a coward and Samus is going to get to see evidence of that. He reaches for her wrist and should he be successful in grabbing her, she will be yanked toward him.]

[prime-huntress.livejournal.com]

[He wasn't agile, but strength still gave him speed. His hand snatched her wrist, seeming so giant around her arm. She tugged, putting up a good fight, but never the less was pulled to him. She didn't stop pulling, but wasn't flailing about frantically. Now she paid attention to where his limbs were, in case she had to defend herself.]

What are you going to do now?

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Ganondorf sneered at her. She was much smaller in his grasp and he held her tight enough to bruise.]

I could yank your arm from it's socket. Does that sound desirable to you?

[prime-huntress.livejournal.com]

I've had worse.

[Damn, he was strong. She kept her fist clenched to tighten her forearm muscles, resisting his grip as best she could. She wasn't afraid, though, she had fought aliens far bigger than him.]

[She couldn't back down now, though. Let him make the first attack, and she could defend herself. Even if she lost, he'd be punished. Passive aggressive, but without her suit and weaponry she was forced to change tactics.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[His sneer twisted into a snarl and he wanted to. It felt like he needed to, dissipate the anger and rage he was feeling. But he released her, left her be. He did not need Redd breathing down his neck and he waved his hand at her.]

Be on your way. You would not be worth the punishment.

[prime-huntress.livejournal.com]

[What was that look in her eye? Respect.]

You are a better man than I assumed. I'm heading to the gym.

[With that, she left the half-invitation in the air as she turned and made her way down the hall.]