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{Ay, yes. I am alive. Also, I posted on the Zelda RP. ^^' Aaaand would you guess who was just confirmed to be playable along with a few others? Clicky~ }
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I went tumbling to the ground in a slight spiral, leaving me breathless and aching on the not-so soft surface beneath me. I groaned in a mild agony, pushing myself up by my palms and brushing off my spandex. Darn..And I just had these washed by my servants before I had gotten lost in this strange land.
"Now, I didn't see the point of that. Could we not have just negotiated? Perhaps we could team up."
I rose an eyebrow, standing up straight and resting my hands upon my waist. "My intentions were good. I didn't mean to come off as offensive in any possible manner."
"Well, I'm not mad at Laarai, but she's mad at me. Because I became princess." Midna grumbled. "And she claims her family went into poverty, ect." She told him. "But I was the better answer, because Zant is Hubris." She explained.
{Yo. Ghirahim n' Zant just chillin' on a rock in HW, watchin' the sunset. > }
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I hummed, taking the information all in as Midna fluently explained the situation. "Ah. I see. So, a Princess, are you? Interesting." I held a finger to my chin, peering downwards with a default expression.
"So, what might I call you by? Princess Midna? Or would merely Midna suffice?"
"Just call me Midna, only my subjects refer to me as Princess Midna, Eee hee hee!" She floated up slightly. "And you seem more princely, are you a king of darkness, or prince?" She asked.
I huffed out a breathy chuckle, closing my eyes and then speaking. "Prince was my old title back when my brother was alive. I am not yet a king, and may never become one. So, Lord Ghirahim shall do fine."
My crimson-tinted hazel-brown eyes popped open with an accompanying smirk.