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[farfairersoul]

While I suppose the rest of you are grateful for at least one gift from the trees, if nothing for sentimentality's sake--

[In reference to the photo in the pictureframe he has laying facedown on his nightstand.]--I am afraid I must ask why the Captain always seems to insist upon burying us in sweets. Not all of us are particular fans of candy,

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[destinedtorule]

I failed to see the point in the ridiculous tradition.

[farfairersoul]

Apparently it is a religious holiday or...something. Based on the same sect as the god who lit local flora on fire to garner his prophet's attention.

[destinedtorule]

As I've said, ridiculous.

[farfairersoul]

I am still curious where all the candy came into play, though.

[And what the hell he should do with it.]

[destinedtorule]

This holiday seems more for the entertainment of children than out of respect for a deity.

[He can always give it to Lily.]

[farfairersoul]

Which also makes the careful attention of the numerous adults involved in it as confusing as the sudden invasion of sugar.

[Lily gets quite enough sugar in a day. Besides, chocolate stains clothes and Razer doesn't trust her not to ruin half the clothes he picked for her.]

You must have noticed that a great deal of the excitement over the network came from those well past the age at which they could be defined as children.

[destinedtorule]

I have. But I've also come to notice that most of the passengers on this ship are severely lacking in intelligence.

[farfairersoul]

You pose a valid point, ah...

Oh, how impolite of me. My name is Razer. Yours?

[destinedtorule]

Ganondorf.

[farfairersoul]

...

[Is that a laugh? Maybe the beginning of one. He covers it up fairly well, though.]

That is quite the name.

[Was your mother HIGH when she named you?]

[destinedtorule]

My people were known for our rather unique naming convention.

[farfairersoul]

Not a surprise, if they were all named in a manner similar to you.

[Says the top lieutenant of the Pointy Objects Brigade.]

Regardless, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Ganondorf.

[destinedtorule]

[Well his not!girlfriend was named Nabooru.]

And you as well, Razer. It's nice to have more intelligent sounding individuals here.

[Never mind the fruity sounding accent.]

[farfairersoul]

[At least it wasn't NabooDORF.]

Mm, it is a pleasant novelty.

[A pause, the metallic click of a lighter as he starts on a fresh cigarette. He's finally placed Ganondorf's voice, and it makes him smile.]

...Ahh. You are acquainted with Zelda.

[destinedtorule]

That I am. Do you know her?

[He can't place the sound. So he'll ignore it.]

[farfairersoul]

She and I are decently acquainted. Her guardian finds me a threat to her wellbeing, and she is very well acquainted with a pretty young friend of mine.

If I recall her overdramatic reaction to your arrival correctly...she does not particularly like you. Why would that be?