I lost several of my personal belongings quite recently. I would appreciate it if they were returned to me.
...Please.
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Maia was killed by cardinals! Items that need to be found: Helmet Kevas, cowl, gloves (2) Ganondorf, metal corset Torn, pants, Precursor armour (thighs x 2 Greed, kneecaps x 2 Jinx), metal boots Harley, and a belt.
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Surely, you would remember that? [Since, y'know, she's taken it off in front of you.]
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So those things there are attached ta' yer shirt? [Jinx knows his fashion terms.]
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...Unless you mean you found the guards for my knees. [You know, knees? Those round things in your legs that aren't breasts.
Also, how the hell could you mistake the armour for her kneecaps for a bra? Her breasts are way bigger than that. Jinx, you are a failure.]
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Very funny.
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[Arrogant? Just a little.]
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And yet, you were unable to ward off someone who just died. [Yeah, Jak, that one time when she manipulated the Dark Eco inside you? You're never going to live that down.]
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Torn won't respond to Maia, but he will set the thing on the ground outside her door. He knocks twice and then moves on his way. If she gets it, fine, if not, well, that's not his problem.
Digging through her room would be great, but it can wait for later.]
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If only all the other people who have her things could be as anti-social courteous.]
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[He's got a pair of gloves he's pretty sure belong to you. But he's feeling like a smug bastard.]
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If there's orange-tinted metal on it--[Like the metal on her gloves.]--Then it's mine.
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[That's a 'yes', Ganondorf.]
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Mai tai .. We gotta stop meetin' this way. People are gonna start talkin' .. [She grins slightly.]
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Mm-hmm. [She rolls her eyes.] Well, then, perhaps we should stop meeting after you return my boots. [Not going to happen, but whatever. Hand them over, please.]
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And she doesn't take that last bit seriously, cause she knows ya love her, toots!]
Awww, an' I thought ya didn't like me! [She grins] I'll be right over, with yer boots in tow~
[And she's on her way and soon enough there's a sound knock in the typical Harley fashion of 'shave-and-a-haircut'. She steps back and waits, boots held snugly in against her chest.]
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She opens up her door and steps aside so Harley can come in. She just wants her boots, but...eh. Company is fine, too. So long as it isn't too long.]
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