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[destinedtorule]

[Have a Ganondorf in the library, reading a book about Hylian law. His big ass sword is propped against the wall and he looks content. So that's as good a reason as any to bother him!]

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[scionofwisdom]

[Zelda herself is armed these days, just like everyone else. She's wearing her sword at her hip and bow slung across her back, even to the library.

Oh, look who it is.]

Good evening.

[destinedtorule]

[He looks up from his book and greets his guest with a smile.]

Princess, hello. Please join me.

[scionofwisdom]

[Resting a hand on the side of his chair, her eyes move over the book in his hands before coming to rest on his face.]

I do not wish to bother you.

[destinedtorule]

You are never a bother to me.

[He closes the book and gestures to the seat across from him.]

I insist.

[tachikhromatic]

[Musashi is being, as far as that goes for a multi-ped tank, fairly quiet.

...until it "accidentally" knocks over the sword.

And tries to pick it up and put it back, but drops it again because it only has three fingers on each hand and WHAT R DEXTERITY.

CLANG THUMP CLANG!]

...whooooops

[destinedtorule]

[Ganondorf had intended not to pay Musashi any mind at all. That is until it continued to drop his sword. Irritated, he snaps the book closed and snatches the sword up from the floor.]

Enough!

which sword is it? His shiny white sage one?

[talkingfishbone]

[Hiccup doesn't see the owner just the sword.

His eyes light up.

WEAPONS ARE MEAN AND NASTY BUT THIS ONE LOOKS SO COOOOOOL *A*]

Yes :D

[destinedtorule]

[Aha. Hiccup, if you think that sword is mean and nasty just wait until you meet its owner. Which you are about to do!]

You require something, boy?

8>

[talkingfishbone]

[Nooo, it's shiny and, dare he think it, elegant! What in the world is it even MADE of? It's white and glowing for Thor's sake.

Oh right. Big booming voice behind him toootally aware of his creeping.

Hiccup's skinny ass jumps a mile, the boy whipping around and, out of habit, looking straight up.

...And then looking up a little bit more.

...You are a big, green giant. He almost feels nostalgic.]

Iiiiiee...

I-I was actually wondering, is this yours? It. Well. Frankly, it looks large enough to be yours. It's really well crafted. What's it made of?

Is--it's not magic, is it? I mean. Cuz. It's kinda glowy and stuff...

[destinedtorule]

[He watches Hiccup and arches an eyebrow when he jumps. Then he smirks. He can't help it. He likes startling people.]

Yes, it's mine.

[Ganondorf looks thoughtful for a moment.]

I'm not entirely sure what it is forged from. Magic must be involved, however, since the Sages thought it a worthy enough weapon to kill me.

[hesmypuddin]

[Harley was bored. Harley being bored was never really a great, but she was bored and didn't have anything to do. Maia was busy doing her thing and didn't require Harley's attentions, no matter that she wanted to give them. She couldn't go blow stuff up randomly, as she'd used up her bombs in capturing Phoenix. She'd patched her costume up once more, so she didn't have anything to do with it before slipping into it.

So .. that means time to go exploring .. and the perky young woman ends up at the scene of her most recent escapade: the library!! She strolls into the room, glancing around with a delighted smile that is just SHINING.

She is wandering for a few minutes before she spies Ganon at a table, reading some book with weird lettering. She's the bold and brassy kinda dame, so pretty soon she's standing behind him, hovering over his shoulder as he reads. After a moment ..]

There ain't no pictures? Ya know .. a good number'a folks would enjoy that mumbo jumbo if there were pictures!

[destinedtorule]

[Ganondorf was not expecting company. Not right then, and certainly not hovering over his shoulder. So when Harley talks, his grip on the book tightens noticeably.]

Step back, woman.

[hesmypuddin]

[Harley blinks a few times and steps back, fingers laced together behind her back. Scared? No, not at all, really. She's spent years dealing with a very touchy Mister J and has lately been around a very touchy Maia. To say she surrounds herself with the warmest of personalities is a complete and total fabrication.]

Tuhhhh-chee! Sure thing, bubs .. ain't no reason ta be such'a grouch about it.

[She pushes up onto the table .. the far side of it .. and looks at Ganon, her smile back in place once again.]

[destinedtorule]

And see that you continue to mind your distance.

[Yeah, Ganondorf is no Mister J or Maia. He's prolly just a little more dangerous.]