08-31-2013, 06:34 PM
So wrapped up in self-satisfaction was Ganondorf, that it wasn’t until a sudden flash of light moved right through his field of vision that he was even aware that some of the others were testing Omni’s claims. That was foolish of him. He’d fallen previously due to arrogance and self-admiration, and Ganondorf could not afford to be distracted.
As the light retracted, moving in a ropelike fashion into the back of the female-knight’s gauntlet, the Gerudo king was forced to reevaluate the woman. That ability appeared to be some sort of magic, yet at the same time… not. A most peculiar situation and Ganondorf had to wonder if any of these others had similar abilities. This thought, of course, led him to notice the change in the outfit of the woman talking to the third male of their small party. She definitely looked different than before. Ganon had to shake his head at his own foolishness. It was unlike him to overlook such crucial details. He’d have to be more careful in the future.
Moving up to the female in the suit of armor, Ganondorf made yet another elegant bow, cape flourished grandly in his left hand and bent parallel to the ground with his right laid over his heart. “A remarkable display, my Lady-“
Cold blue eyes regarded Ganondorf as he was curtly cut off, “Samus. Samus Aran.”
Those same eyes shifted ever so slightly away from his gaze as she continued, “No one calls me Lady...”
There could be something to exploit in that subtle sign of unease and that slight pause at the end of that, but Ganondorf let it rest for now. There would be plenty of time for manipulation once he was able to read into her more clearly. “I meant no disrespect, Ms. Aran,” he replied, rising back to his full height and looking down at Samus. “I was raised to address all women as ladies. But, I shall respect your wishes. I apologize for any hard feelings, Madam.”
As the light retracted, moving in a ropelike fashion into the back of the female-knight’s gauntlet, the Gerudo king was forced to reevaluate the woman. That ability appeared to be some sort of magic, yet at the same time… not. A most peculiar situation and Ganondorf had to wonder if any of these others had similar abilities. This thought, of course, led him to notice the change in the outfit of the woman talking to the third male of their small party. She definitely looked different than before. Ganon had to shake his head at his own foolishness. It was unlike him to overlook such crucial details. He’d have to be more careful in the future.
Moving up to the female in the suit of armor, Ganondorf made yet another elegant bow, cape flourished grandly in his left hand and bent parallel to the ground with his right laid over his heart. “A remarkable display, my Lady-“
Cold blue eyes regarded Ganondorf as he was curtly cut off, “Samus. Samus Aran.”
Those same eyes shifted ever so slightly away from his gaze as she continued, “No one calls me Lady...”
There could be something to exploit in that subtle sign of unease and that slight pause at the end of that, but Ganondorf let it rest for now. There would be plenty of time for manipulation once he was able to read into her more clearly. “I meant no disrespect, Ms. Aran,” he replied, rising back to his full height and looking down at Samus. “I was raised to address all women as ladies. But, I shall respect your wishes. I apologize for any hard feelings, Madam.”