19 - PAfH; [Audio // Common]

[oblique_wisdom]

[For as calm and composed as Zelda may sound, her position is hardly of the sort. She’s back in her room now, lacking a variety of objects-many of which mean something of great sentimental value to her. If it’s never been apparent before, it certainly will be when she finally manages to speak. She has no intentions of publicly speaking about

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[psychoticracer]

I believe this is yours.

[Nope, not saying what "this" is.]

[Everything claimed? My goodness, Zelda goes about sans underwear! 8D]

[oblique_wisdom]

......

[He can't be serious.]

... 'This'?

[We are so not touching the undergarments, thing. Zelda's not going to ask for those back. She has more than one set. People can keep her undergarments. xD]

[psychoticracer]

[There's a small ting, the sound of metal being struck. It's your tiara, but do you recognize it from that input?]

[BRB writing Thom with Zelda's underwear on his head. Or maybe Brutter, what about Brutter.]

[oblique_wisdom]

...!

[Oh, dear gods. Have mercy.]

...I... I see... May... I please have it back?

[Whatever the hell it is. She doesn't even care if it's a trap. Nothing can be worse than what she just went through.]

[Omfg. XD Lmao. You're going to kill me.]

[shenghuanzhe]

I'm free now, girl.

[oblique_wisdom]

[She's thinking.]

I can come... to your quarters?

[shenghuanzhe]

Hah. No. Passengers can't come t'crew quarters. I can come t'yours if you want.

[oblique_wisdom]

.....
Oh...

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