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[princess_zelda]

What was that you said:

I have a "thing" for blonde men?

Certainly those words are false, I can assure you, Mundane.

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Is that really such a bad thing?

[legen_waitforit_dary]

There's nothing wrong with admitting you have impeccable taste.

[edgar_roni]

Are you sure, my dear?

[princess_zelda]

[ssdisodfsfsdf NPH!]

Please excuse my Mundane and give her but a few moments to regain herself. [hands mun a handkerchief]

Yes, well, as dashing as you all are, it is not her place to say for whom I have a preference for.

[princess_zelda]

[She just wants to fling herself into your arms, Midna. Can she do that, please?]

No, I suppose not. But I would wish she did not state such things. [However true they may be.]

[princess_zelda]

[His smirk makes but of the tiniest flush rise up in her cheeks.]

[No, she is not sure. In fact, her Mundane was speaking the truth.]

Yes, I am sure. [LIES]

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[Can she? Such action is encouraged, Zelda! Midna throws her arms around the other Princess in a hug and a complete disregard for her counterpart's personal space.]

Consider the main blonde in our life, of course. [Midna barely manages to refrain from comment about orange-haired women. Barely.]

[legen_waitforit_dary]

No rush. I'm no stranger to waiting for a lady to recuperate.

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But you do admit I'm dashing, so there must be some truth in it, right?

[princess_zelda]

[...]

I did, so I suppose there is.

[Mun is so ded.]

[princess_zelda]

[There is no such thing as personal space when it comes to the Twilight Princess, for Zelda welcomes that hug with an embrace of her own.]

Yes, there is him. [She misses Link so much -- but she misses Midna more.]

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[INDEED MADAM. Midna is more than happy for the hug, especially since she doesn't really pull away either.]

Amongst others, I'm sure. My mun has realized that I've got similar tastes unsurprisingly. [Though Midna's far more amused by this than Zelda, certainly.]

[And, of course, she can't resist a tease] Besides~ You seem to have a thing for orange hair too~

[legen_waitforit_dary]

Great! Now that we've settled that, your place or mine?

[princess_zelda]

I beg your pardon?

[legen_waitforit_dary]

Your place or mine? Your casa or my casa?

[princess_zelda]

And exactly what do you mean by such words, sir?

Is this some form of courting a woman?

[legen_waitforit_dary]

That depends on what you mean by courting. If your definition consists of anything remotely long-term then no, this is definitely not courting.

[princess_zelda]

[Oh yes, for sure. But who has time to wonder about such things when there's much comfort to be had with her counterpart.]

So it would seem, my Midna.

[princess_zelda]

Ah, so this is, as I have heard many times, called flirting? And what do you mean by 'your place or mine'?

[legen_waitforit_dary]

[ So very proper. So very naive. ]

Frankly I find it hard to believe that someone who looks like... well, you hasn't ever been flirted with before.

It's simple. First we either go back to your place, or we go back to my place. Then I show you MY idea of courting.

[edgar_roni]

Oh. That's too bad.

[He doesn't look too hurt by her words, particularly because something about the way he looks suggests he'll take a great interest in changing her mind. Her blush leads him to believe he's making progress in that regard.]

We do have more fun, you know.

[princess_zelda]

[She will not admit it, but she cannot help but want to change her mind. Surely this is the work of her Mundane and not autonomously.]

Really? Well, with everything that I have to do, a little leisure time could not hurt.

[edgar_roni]

I know a thing or two about that, myself.

[He just winks at that. Better to let her figure it out on her own, no?]

[princess_zelda]

[...and he is quite handsome.]

Is that an invitation?

[princess_zelda]

[Indeed. But she is unfamiliar with the slangs -- she is a Princess after all.]

... My Mundane has told me what your words meant.. [She is blushing now]

You are very quick to get to the point.

[edgar_roni]

[Ho ho ho~]

Perhaps. But, alas, with me being blonde, I'm afraid you won't ever accept...

[He'll just...make a dramatized gesture of placing his hand over his chest -- over his heart, his poor, broken heart...]