[A steed? Really, Malno-nos? ...REALLY? Norma peers down at Marco's image in her journal and her overactive imagination fills in the rest fairly quickly. She snorts, and smothers her laughter with her hands, before it gets too loud. Oh sweet mother of the merines, that image along could bring her to tears. Alas, she was not around to witness that glorious moment...or get a ride.
Also, please give her a minute to compose herself.]
Uuuh...heck if I know! [She throws up her hands.] It was forever ago, and I'm pretty sure I fell asleep at some point. ...Ooooh! Now I remember! That idiot burned my clothes at that time! I tried to punch his face in and he singed my clothes!
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overactiveimagination fills in the rest fairly quickly. She snorts, and smothers her laughter with her hands, before it gets too loud. Oh sweet mother of the merines, that image along could bring her to tears. Alas, she was not around to witness that glorious moment...or get a ride.Also, please give her a minute to compose herself.]
Uuuh...heck if I know! [She throws up her hands.] It was forever ago, and I'm pretty sure I fell asleep at some point. ...Ooooh! Now I remember! That idiot burned my clothes at that time! I tried to punch his face in and he singed my clothes!