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[Chevaleresse]

"Hey, no need to get all touchy. Besides, you don't even know what I can do. I could be some spooky witch 'r somethin', put a curse on you and make your hair fall out."

[SOLDIER First]

"I was only joking..."

[Chevaleresse]

Ava makes exaggerated motions with her hands as some absurd parody of casting a spell on Diane.

[SOLDIER First]

Diane waves her staff around in mock fear-panic.

[GiglameshDespair]

Ghamina looked down at her own ornate garb and smirked beneath her bandages.
"Hmmph. Spend an afternoon with me, I'm sure I could find something to suit you. Every woman should enjoy wearing something nice at some point. Cloaks and armour are so terribly boring."

[SOLDIER First]

".....Maybe."

[Chevaleresse]

"Ya shouldn't really complain about nice clothes either way."

[SOLDIER First]

"I don't like enormous dresses and I'll complain about them if I want."

[F.O.E.]

"A lot of girls would do a lot to be in your position, so maybe you should be a little more grateful."

[SOLDIER First]

"No."

[F.O.E.]

"So you're stubborn and spoiled. Noted."

[SOLDIER First]

"Ah. You know, I see your point now. I should be grateful for the privilege of wearing cloth monstrosities too big to fit through any doors, sitting around in your home or at parties inventing small talk with people I don't know, and getting paired off to men I don't like, all just to raise my family's SOCIAL STANDING."

Her voice, already irritable, had steadily raised throughout the rant. Now it was calm, and a little exhausted.

"Can you just leave me alone?"

[Blade Master Model 42]

"What's so wrong with not wanting to do things? Just saying, you two are jumping down her throat and you don't even know her."

[Chevaleresse]

"I mean, yeah, but like, do you have any idea how old this shirt is? . . . Because I don't, actually."

[SOLDIER First]

"May I ask you how, in any way, that is my fault?"