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" OH dear . . . "
hacker voice : i'm in
“ WHAT a cute doggie. i’ll name you bob ! “
“ A-A-A-ACHOO! “
“ IS that a dog I hear?”
marta :
“I don’t think I would ever want to see wind THAT strong ever again. I’m so happy that Emil was able to pull me back to the ground.”
“ WELL hopefully we won’t have to see that wind ever again. We’ll just have to deal with wind like this from time to time, though.”
marta :
“Woah. That’s kind of crazy. Didn’t think wind would make it blow like this.” It definitely wasn’t as strong as the time in Asgard but it was surely interesting.
“ IT’S equally beautiful as it is kind of scary. Though I guess it isn’t too strong it would pick people up from off the ground.”
??? :
“The wind’s not too strong for you, is it?” [The vagabond asked. It’s too windy for him, but it’s probably because his hair goes EVERYWHERE when the wind blows.]
“ HM...” She stopped to think for a moment, stepping out of the area she stood in to take in the wind full force. Without fail it made her hair and dress fly all over the place. “O-oh! This is kind of funny.”
“ OH wow. The wind is making all the trees look like they’re dancing.”
“ IF there’s a bunny day does that mean there’s a puppy day too?”
“ AN egg? What’s an egg doing in a tree?”
??? :
“Oh! Sorry about that. Here…” [The vagabond dug into his bag and pulled out a bottle of milk with a cup. He poured it and handed it to Colette.]
“Drink a bit and the heat should leave your mouth.” [Note to self: put milk in the stew.]
“ OH, thank you!” Colette took the milk handed to her and took a sip. It was nice and cool, helping make her mouth burn less from the spiciness. This was definitely needed. “It worked! Thank you so much!”
“ EEP! That was spicy!” Colette instantly brought her hands up as if to fan her mouth. She didn’t expect this food to be that spicy, but it was.
i may or may not have done a thing