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[desirenhate]

[Your name is AGNIRA TINWAR. You are now mostly recovered from having had the maggots kicked out of you when you went TEMPORARILY INSANE, and as a result are now allowing yourself some expeditions out to explore the areas

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[ravecultivator]

You cannot even go for a walk without the only person you do not love blocking your way back home. This only makes you hate her a little bit more.

hey, uh, stupidface! *^*

[desirenhate]

You remain blissfully unconscious.

Zzzzz.

[ravecultivator]

God, she's she horrible and rude and beautiful you just want to die!

hey! wake up! n**kfacehead!

[desirenhate]

In the presence of so many exclamation points, you have no choice but to stir.

Not actually fully awake yet, you flail an arm around, pat whatever living thing is within your arm's reach like it's your lusus, pull it in, then go right the fuck back to sleep.

[awkwardtrolltle]

Oh, it's her. You'd be fine with avoiding her, but she's sort of making it impossible right now.

There ^re better pl^ces to f^ll ^sleep, ^ren't there?

[desirenhate]

Better than on top of this seadweller? Such things are impossible. This is the comfiest you have ever been.

[awkwardtrolltle]

Excuse me.

[desirenhate]

You give the only proper and most polite response imaginable to this greeting, which is to say you snore gently.

[inevitableends]

That one again, and it figures that of all the things that would interrupt the one moment of peace you were finding, precariously perched on a glass rock with an alchemized umbrella and a recently alchemized book, it would be her, suddenly falling into your lap. An improvement over the last time you encountered her, but certainly not an improvement to your mood.

Where is your sword. Ah, there it is, in easy reach, just in case she should berserk again when you wake her up. And finally you speak, coolly and politely.

Please wake up.

[desirenhate]

You stir for a moment, roll over, and then settle back into sleep.

[inevitableends]

This is absolutely ridiculous. Not to mention that you surely cannot be the most comfortable to sleep on: witch dresses cannot make up for being too bony. And this time, you carefully nudge her with the spine of your book. Once. and then again. and again, and punctuate your point with another polite request.

Please wake up.

You really do hate to repeat yourself.

[desirenhate]

You make a strange grumbling noise.

don wanna

[ribbonrevenge]

It's a good thing you don't hold grudges very well if not you would probably hurt the troll in front of you. Instead you kneel down and shake her lightly.

Our you alright?

[desirenhate]

You stir long enough to try to shake off the shaking hand.

fine
jus a nap

[ribbonrevenge]

Uh huh...

You take your hand back and just look at the other girl.

That's knot safe at all.

[desirenhate]

huh
why not