[[Inspired by comments on old posts and
Edinburgh Park, I'm throwing in three muses for my one-year anniversary! But don't worry, they're all separated, so no need to poke them all. =3]]
[The Dressing Room might be known for the odd quirk and making something spark up out of nowhere, but right now - somewhere between the cafe and the arcade, there's
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But given that part, her face drops pretty fast.]
Marik-kun. [Nicknames? What are those?]
...is there any chance he said who he was looking for?
[Like she has to guess.]
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Not really. Something about... avenging someone. [She shrugs.]
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I'm sorry about that... I thought he stopped that.
[Is that general sympathy or taking some guilt of it on? Good question.
Either way, she shakes her head.]
Well, I hope that was the worst of what you've dealt with.
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...For the most part, yes. [She considers Papyrus, but that's more an annoyance than a problem...]
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...how do you mean?
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[With a hint of sharpness,] Do you normally pry into everyone's troubles?
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I do when it's about my friends, yes.
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[Not that the idea of them = not friends didn't get a weird jarring either.]
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[And boy, that... But she's not focusing on that right now! She wants to ask the Masked Bakura!]
I just wanted to know what happened before I do.
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[And destroyed his trap...]
Happy?
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[In fact, she's downright let down. But that don't keep her from giving a weak search of a glance.]
But that must be some glare. To discourage him.
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[People get intimidated when you start breaking stuff! Honestly.]
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[What with the masked vigilante look and all. Even if she is innocent of any such destructive deeds.]
So nobody got hurt in the end.
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