May 27, 2011 19:06
[There's nothing particularly remarkable about this entry for the majority of the masses. In fact it's rather boring and a waste of time for all but one person. She's twirling a mysterious stem of bellflowers between her fingers. Midna gives the camera a little smirk.]
The last one is for you.
[END OF MESSAGE.]
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So maybe if he pretends to be... innocent. Or something.]
...The last one?
[Why yes. He's oblivious. But he's guessing she means her last dance of the night.]
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She'd play along.]
Mhmm.
[...That didn't involve being helpful though.]
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His lips part as though to say something else. Then he rubs the bridge of his nose.]
As you say then.
[He looks like he has something to do. Like straighten out his tiara. So he's going to go run away after this.]
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I'd say more, but I'm afraid it's a bit of a secret~ hee hee.
Do you have a date to get ready for?
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Hardly.
I am not so...
I do not fit that aspect so well, I think.
[He pauses.]
I thought perhaps you were preoccupied. It would be unbecoming for me to interrupt whatever it is you have planned on doing.
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[She brushed off his concerns as she laced her fingers under her chin.]
Hardly. Plans for these sorts of evenings are best kept flexible.
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That is a valid point. I will admit that I too, am a bit flexible. Mostly.
[...Er.]
My plans. My plans are a bit flexible.
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[Smirking smirking all of the smirking.]
I hope touching your toes is an easy enough feat.
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[What are you implying, Midna? :[]
But I will admit that I cannot touch my toes with my hair.
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