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dear_mun2013-03-14 03:01 pm
suninmyhair) wrote in dear_mun2013-03-14 03:01 pm
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Thinking dragonhaven
You want me to go there? Really?
Wow, that sounds like a fairy tale almost! I would get to meet new people, see new things-!
[A beat. She starts to frown now.]
What about what mother said? What if the men there have fangs or claws and try to cut my hair?!
[Breath Rapunzel.]
M-maybe we should think about this, alright?
Wow, that sounds like a fairy tale almost! I would get to meet new people, see new things-!
[A beat. She starts to frown now.]
What about what mother said? What if the men there have fangs or claws and try to cut my hair?!
[Breath Rapunzel.]
M-maybe we should think about this, alright?
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What happens if you lose your hair?
Besides looking rather silly whilst bald.
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[Nope. Not getting into this. She knows better.]
My head will be very cold.
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Whatever you say.
Do you want something to protect yourself from someone who would make your head cold?
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[He takes out a staff seemingly from nowhere and hands it off to her.]
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For me?
[She hesitates, but takes it.]
It is magic?
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[He looks around and finds a suitably empty spot of land.]
Ah here! I'll make a target for you. I promise it won't try to come near you.
[He points his hand at the ground and releases magic from it creating a small troll-like creature, or rather a statue of one.]
Now point the staff at it and concentrate. When the time is right, release it.
[If she followed what he said the magic would release from the staff and turn the statue into a pastry.]
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[Wow this has nothing to do with singing so she has no idea what she is doing.
She does as she is told though.]
How do I know whe-
[BOOM. The statue is...very dead.]
Oh.
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[He smiles a bit and picks up the pastry handing it to Rapunzel.]
If you leave it alone most of these effects will remove themselves.
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Why would anyone try to cut your hair though?
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[She sounds so sure of herself.]
To sell it, make it into wigs. My mother warned about all of that.
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[Or so he thinks.]
It must be painful having so much hair though, how do you manage it all?
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[Not an answer she expected.]
Oh! Ha, that's easy. I brush it! Everyday from root to tip.
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[Also oh hey, don't mind the cute white dog sniffing around at your hair, Rapunzel. He's never seen so much before!]
Snowy don't stop on her hair, that's rude.
[The dog, Snowy, looks up and gives a it of a bark, ears perking up. He knows, Tintin! He wouldn't dare step on her hair!]
That must take forever to do... do you know how long your hair actually is?
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[she wants to explain but as soon as she opens her mouth she sees the dog and stares.
This is the cutest dog she has ever seen. And the only one.
She crouched down and starts to grin.]
You are so cute! That's a...dog right?
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You big ham.
[But he nods at the girl's question, smiling.]
Mhm, he's a wire fox terrier. Say hi, Snowy.
[Snowy will howl a little, totally serenading this lovely lady with his sweet 'singing' voice.]
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[He is getting all the belly rubs right now.
The little green chameleon in her hair doesn't seem too thrilled though. He climbs on top of her head, and swats his tongue at the dog.]
Pascal! That wasn't very nice!
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[She doesn't get out a lot, can you tell?]
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It has dragons. Fiercesome beasts that rip your skin off with horrific burns. Not that I believe it one bit, but people mention it.
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Oh.
That's not good.]
What? B-but I thought-
[Mother never said anything about dragons.]
They will burn it off!!
[That sounds like a fate worse than death, and she is clinging to all 70 feet of hair right now.]
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How in God's name did you manage to get your hair as long as that?
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[She sounds so chipper now. She really bounces back fast.]
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[All for cooking.]
Oh! You mean- No! I never want to cut my hair.
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[At the call of his name the little chameleon comes out and sits on her shoulder. He is staring rather intensely at this new comer.]
He's my best friend.
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You have a lizard as a best friend? Would you not prefer the company of a young man?
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And he doesn't look happy about it either.]
Oh no no no no. Mother doesn't allow visitors. Ever.
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[With her trusty frying pan.]
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Smile. [That sounded more like a command, but honestly she just doesn't give off that authoritative tone no matter what she does.]
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Is that what you're worried about, lass. That be the least of your concerns here.
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Y-you are the kind of man mother warned me about, aren't you?
[Because you certainly look like it!!
Where did this frying pan come from? Oh well its in her hands now and she looks like she might use it.]
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You'd hit a disabled older guy? Seriously, kid, he's missing a leg, and you'd whack him? He's
completelymostlykind ofsomewhatnot the slightest bitharmless.]Why, I have no idea what sort or not sort of man your mum might have prattled on about, as me own never gave a whit, now would I? But if you're going to insist on being such a foul-tempered wretch as to not let me explain meself, then I suppose when the things ye do need to worry about pounce from the shadows, I'll have naught to say but I told you so.
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N-no wait-! I didn't mean that!
I'm sorry I'm just...jumpy.
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Besides, don't believe the peg leg. He's not remotely disabled with it, though he'll play it up now, because gullible kid is gullible.]
Why, I'm not sure I wish to be sharing now, after ye've gone and threatened me and been most unkind when I only wished to pass on a bit of friendly warning.
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[...Weird.]
But...why would mother lie to me?
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[Very. Important.]
But...I still don't understand. If she knew where I was going- Ugh it would break her.