08-31-2013, 01:18 AM
Ganondorf could barely contain his mirth as he watched that green-skinned woman make her way across the monochrome landscape. A sly grin still escaped his control as he thought about how well that had gone for him. Confident, arrogant and stupid, that’s how he liked the people around him. In that combination, they became like putty in Ganon’s hands. All it took was a single comment from him, coupled with the blonde woman’s, Eighteen?, observation about the watchers. He could see, as no one moved to take command, the light shine in that woman’s eyes as she said she would go alone. Yes… she would be an easy one.
Casting a glance back at the now swelled group, his grin slid away. It was doubtful any of the others would be so easy to control. Surprisingly enough, Link might be even easier than that woman to manipulate. The boy was just so predictable. The others, however… their motivations were less clear to Ganondorf’s trained eye. Additionally, and disturbingly, they had begun to group together.
The three women that Garona had been speaking to were still quietly conversing as they watched her leave and the woman with the staff was currently engaging the strange looking newcomer in conversation. Separately, they’d be as easy to govern as newborn children. But danger and rebellion started with friends and allies. Perhaps it was time for Ganondorf to make some, and he shuddered to even think the word, friends.
As he moved, the Gerudo King spared a glance for the fountain. Strangely, it appeared different than when he had first arrived. For an instant, he couldn’t put a finger on it, but then it became obvious. The fountain was changing; parts of it looking more like stone than the metal Ganondorf remembered from his awakening, and the water had a definite dark tinge to it. It was a worrisome change, and one that had Ganondorf frozen in his tracks for a brief moment before he shook it off. The changes in the fountain just made it all the more imperative that he make these people believe they needed him.
Continuing on his previous path, Ganondorf moved to pat Link on the shoulder. Of course, the lithe Hylian moved before he could make contact, eliciting a smile from the taller man.
“You shouldn’t look so nervous, boy. That sort of thing can be contagious.”
Link’s retort was, of course, predictable, “I’m not nervous. I just don’t trust you, Ganon!”
Ganondorf sighed softly, ruefully shaking his head, “Understandable, yet regrettable. Perhaps one day you’ll be able to move past your prejudices and we’ll be able to live in peace. However, I’ve no wish to antagonize you further. I’ll leave you be, boy.”
Shaking his head again, Ganon turned from Link, confident that his seed will sprout, and sooner rather than later. And then his truest enemy will become his staunchest ally. It was nearly enough to crack Ganondorf’s calm façade with the irony of it all. All he need do now was get these others to fall in line with him as well, and this Omniverse was as good as his.
Casting a glance back at the now swelled group, his grin slid away. It was doubtful any of the others would be so easy to control. Surprisingly enough, Link might be even easier than that woman to manipulate. The boy was just so predictable. The others, however… their motivations were less clear to Ganondorf’s trained eye. Additionally, and disturbingly, they had begun to group together.
The three women that Garona had been speaking to were still quietly conversing as they watched her leave and the woman with the staff was currently engaging the strange looking newcomer in conversation. Separately, they’d be as easy to govern as newborn children. But danger and rebellion started with friends and allies. Perhaps it was time for Ganondorf to make some, and he shuddered to even think the word, friends.
As he moved, the Gerudo King spared a glance for the fountain. Strangely, it appeared different than when he had first arrived. For an instant, he couldn’t put a finger on it, but then it became obvious. The fountain was changing; parts of it looking more like stone than the metal Ganondorf remembered from his awakening, and the water had a definite dark tinge to it. It was a worrisome change, and one that had Ganondorf frozen in his tracks for a brief moment before he shook it off. The changes in the fountain just made it all the more imperative that he make these people believe they needed him.
Continuing on his previous path, Ganondorf moved to pat Link on the shoulder. Of course, the lithe Hylian moved before he could make contact, eliciting a smile from the taller man.
“You shouldn’t look so nervous, boy. That sort of thing can be contagious.”
Link’s retort was, of course, predictable, “I’m not nervous. I just don’t trust you, Ganon!”
Ganondorf sighed softly, ruefully shaking his head, “Understandable, yet regrettable. Perhaps one day you’ll be able to move past your prejudices and we’ll be able to live in peace. However, I’ve no wish to antagonize you further. I’ll leave you be, boy.”
Shaking his head again, Ganon turned from Link, confident that his seed will sprout, and sooner rather than later. And then his truest enemy will become his staunchest ally. It was nearly enough to crack Ganondorf’s calm façade with the irony of it all. All he need do now was get these others to fall in line with him as well, and this Omniverse was as good as his.