I'm not even going to try to dignify this with context.

[lockpick]

[Someone sounds uncharacteristically bad-tempered, today.]

Yeah, yeah. You're all real funny.

[...okay, it would be funnier if the joke wasn't on him. He's always been sort of defensive about getting motionsick. Namecalling is just insult to injury.]

Do I have to come knock some sense into you or something? I've still got things to do while you're busy messing around, y'know.

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And then some weird circus with a guy in a mask...

[and_wedge]

Er... Or we'll...

[Uh. They weren't briefed on this. Wait, there's something definitely missing here.]

Hey, where'd your crown go?

And some weird guy named Pierre showed up too somewhere...

[ethereal_earth]

The crown is long gone, and you are no longer my superiors. I live for my friends, and for the children of Mobliz... and for myself!

[She begins chanting.]

1/2

[biggs]

[Oh crap. Neither one of them wants to find out firsthand just how fast she can fry a couple armored soldiers.]

[But they're prepared for such eventualities. Biggs looks to Wedge and gives him a brief, curt signal-]

2/2

[and_wedge]

[-Which consisted of a panicked look and a thumb pointed the opposite direction.]

Let's get outta heeeerreeeee!

[ethereal_earth]

[Yeah you'd better run.

As soon as she realizes that the soldiers are retreating, she lets the spell dissipate with a relieved sigh.]