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[wandbreaker]

Oh, bothe-

Rosella don't - well this certainly isn't my fault, stop looking at me that way!

[There is a pause]

Bother.

So. No one here is afraid of unicorns, are they? I assure you, they're not something to fear, really.

This is certainly turning into a fantastic birthday.

[ooc: Plot is a go!]

Comments

Presumably in person?

[primrosella]

Well, it's not my fault! I'm not the one who--

[Pause.]

Is that, er, on?

Yes~

[wandbreaker]

I was holding on just fine, thank you.

[He looks at his device. And turns it off]

Well, it isn't anymore.

[primrosella]

Not fine enough, it seems, or it wouldn't have gotten away.

[The oh, honestly is unspoken, but so implied.]

[wandbreaker]

You were the one who decided to distract me.

[historyrepeater]

Unicorns?

[wandbreaker]

Yes, they're sort of like horses. Except with a horn out of their forehead. And they're a bit more delicate.

[historyrepeater]

I know what a unicorn is. But, they're mythical.

[wandbreaker]

I suppose you don't believe in talking horses, either.