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[dangerouswind]

Good afternoon, Luceti. I hope everyone's had the finest of days.

[There's no sarcasm. It's genuine. As far as Temari is concerned, she really does hope that everyone's had a great day. She has

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1/2 [ action? in the hallway or something ]

[projectiled]

[ Seeing Temari return from her mallynapping was something.

Two and a half years, going on three, and Tenten still never forgot her face, her attitude and just about everything else about her.

She wanted a rematch badly, and desperately. No way was she going to be treated like trash once more. ]

It's you!

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[projectiled]

[ Of course, Tenten is King Arthur and is speaking some possibly fictional old english. ]

Hast thou been returned from thy mallynapping!?

[ At least by the tone she can tell that Tenten is serious about this! ]

[dangerouswind]

[On any other day, that sort of greeting from this particular person would engender a far more serious response -- that is, until Tenten spoke in fictional Old English. Then all threats would be been lost in laughter.

But it's today. And that's not what's happening. Instead, Temari takes a moment to look absolutely confused.]

I... I guess so? Was I gone?

[projectiled]

[ She notices Temari's look of confusion, and ...

well, no, she won't help at all. She'll just continue to ramble in really old english that the mun is partially making up and partially getting from Shakespeare books. ]

Ay. Hast thou not notice thine truancy? Thou twas seized by the villains that lurk in this cage.

[dangerouswind]

[Excuse her, Tenten. Temari turns her gaze heavenward and idly scratches her cheek as she thinks.]

Maybe I noticed? I really can't be sure. [Smile. So much smiling.] Probably for the better, right?

[projectiled]

[ She just makes this face. ]

Thou hath a point to consider, I suppose. Does thee remember me?

[ She is still so unhappy over being called trash |: ]

[dangerouswind]

Remember you? [Thinking, thinking... ] Oh, right! It's certainly been awhile. How've you been?

[Name, name, what was her name?]

keywords

[projectiled]

[ ......

inner Tenten wants to scream. ]

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[projectiled]

[ OUTER TENTEN THINKS THE EARTH IS FLAT. ]

Thou hath not been forgotten for thy treatment. I desireth a rematch!

[ 8|!! Temari of the saaaaaand!!!!!!! ]

[dangerouswind]

A rematch? Why?

do you know how hard it is to write a sonnet

[projectiled]

For two years upon my Genin defeat
That thrashing from thy fan twas not ignored
I trained long and hard to maintain my fleet
In hopes that dignity would be restored

I am going to win this engagement
Thou will not ever dub me trash again
I'll be the winner to thy's amazement
Because I've worked through multiple bloodstains

Thou art a strong, great and tough kunoichi
Whose wrathful false words and actions stung
Ever since then I made a private decree
To make thou retract thy's razor sharp tongue

Temari of the sand we are allies
But I am going to have a reprise.

[ and then after this she'll cover her mouth as if half of those words are things she'd never ever say and were a bit more... wordier than she'd like. She obviously looks confused that she stated this. ]

I do. I am impressed.

[dangerouswind]

[Pfffft. That's really kind of cute, Tenten. Temari's response: giggling. Just giggling.]

(yay)

[projectiled]

Don't laugh at my plight! What makes this appeal to thy wit!?

[ offended tenten is offended. ): ]

[dangerouswind]

[Temari waves a hand.] It was a very good piece of poetry. Really. I'm impressed. I promise.

[Still. Laughing.]

[projectiled]

It be combat that I speak of! [ Tenten just seems indignant to Temari's laughter. ]

[dangerouswind]

And in such a lovely way!