[commentlog]scionofwisdomAugust 20 2009, 02:51:42 UTC
[She had long ditched the black cloak she donned in her tower; here, it was stifling, hot, and heavy. It did no good anymore; it no longer kept the icy chill of the air from snapping at her skin, or the breeze that seeped in through the cracks of the crumbling castle from ruffling her hair. So, it was with a small smile that she had left the thing on her bed and too leave of the room to do a bit of...exploring.
Deciding to explore the ship on her own, she had, of course, expected to run into a few passengers. What she had not expected, however, was to run into a shirtless man with a...towel around his waist. HE looked a bit...lost.]
[commentlog]farmhandheroAugust 20 2009, 03:22:30 UTC
[Oh no.
No no no no no. Not here, not now. Oh please please please NOT WITH HIM LIKE THIS.
Link slowwwwwly turns around...gets a good look at the face of the woman who just spoke to him and drops right into a kneel, his fist against his chest and the other clutching the towel and his face redder than a sunset. Oh Goddesses, WHY NOW.]
Y-your Majesty, forgive my current state-! I wouldn't- This isn't intentional, I swear to you!
[commentlog]scionofwisdomAugust 20 2009, 03:26:17 UTC
[What is he--
Oh. She supposed the crown gave her away as being a royal. His face is, after all, unfamiliar to her.]
Do right yourself, please; it is not as if I have never seen a person in this state before. [She had trained with some of her fathers very best guards, she had seen shirtless men before.]
I will ask only once more: Are you in need of assistance?
[commentlog]farmhandheroAugust 20 2009, 04:35:37 UTC
[That was...really cold. She must be angrier than she's letting on. Link slowly straightens, and keeps his eyes averted.] Not- nothing I can think of, Your Majesty. I've...misplaced my clothing, but I'm on my way for a suitable substitute until I can locate them.
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It would be nice if you stopped by once if you could find the time.
[She doesn't sound happy~]
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Why?
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[He does a pretty good job of pretending this is news to him.]
Sounds like someone set up a trap.
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Well, better me than you, I suppose.
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Deciding to explore the ship on her own, she had, of course, expected to run into a few passengers. What she had not expected, however, was to run into a shirtless man with a...towel around his waist. HE looked a bit...lost.]
Do you need...assistance?
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No no no no no. Not here, not now. Oh please please please NOT WITH HIM LIKE THIS.
Link slowwwwwly turns around...gets a good look at the face of the woman who just spoke to him and drops right into a kneel, his fist against his chest and the other clutching the towel and his face redder than a sunset. Oh Goddesses, WHY NOW.]
Y-your Majesty, forgive my current state-! I wouldn't- This isn't intentional, I swear to you!
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Oh. She supposed the crown gave her away as being a royal. His face is, after all, unfamiliar to her.]
Do right yourself, please; it is not as if I have never seen a person in this state before. [She had trained with some of her fathers very best guards, she had seen shirtless men before.]
I will ask only once more: Are you in need of assistance?
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...Are... you all right?
[And that's a stupid question if there's ever been one.]
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What happened, you've come back! Are you well? Unharmed? Do you need my help?
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You are missing things, are you not? Should you not be a little more concerned about reacquiring those particulars?
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Your Highness, please don't worry about that. Are you all right now?
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