kingofthisworld: († The king contemplates)
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[Oh Ha. Ha. Very funny Redd. Giving him a plushie is not going to make him forget that he hates you. And these ridiculous lights following him around are ridiculous. He doesn't care for sweets, so once again, the candy goes untouched.

But that stuffed toy? Yeah he's touched it. And now he's going down the hall to find a way to get rid of it.]

Date: 2010-02-15 12:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
No. I do not.

[He starting to think Dru is a little batty, and therefore not worth his time. So he pushes past her.]

Date: 2010-02-15 12:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] headsinging.livejournal.com
[Drusilla can't stand for that kind of treatment. As soon as Ganon shoves past, she reaches out and grabs his arm, her strength suddenly betraying her figure. Her tone is suddenly harsher.]

You mustn't go. I can give you anything you want, love... but you mustn't leave...

Date: 2010-02-15 12:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
You have nothing I desire.

[He gives her a pointed glare. Oh honey, big mistake. But her increase in strength doesn't go without notice.]

Remove your hand. Now.

Date: 2010-02-15 12:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] headsinging.livejournal.com
[She continues to stare at him longingly, not heeding his unspoken warning. She steps quickly towards him, her body almost touching his as she breathes in the scent.]

How can you not smell that? Is it... natural? No one can be that naturally delicious...

Date: 2010-02-15 01:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[Since she hasn't removed her hand, like he ordered, he grips her wrist with strength on par with hers. He continues to sneer at her.]

I smell nothing. And you, madam, are treading on dangerous ground.

Date: 2010-02-15 02:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] headsinging.livejournal.com
[Dru's eyes widen and a slow smile comes over her mouth. Surely Ganon didn't intend for her to enjoy that, but...

She rubs her cheek against the hand he holds her wrist with.
]

Mmm... I can especially smell it on your hand...

[Quickly, she flicks he tongue over his knuckles.

Yeah. She's definitely insane.
]

Date: 2010-02-17 09:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] destinedtorule.livejournal.com
[He yanks his hand back. Who the hell is this?]

You need to be on your way. And I will be on mine.
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