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REPORT 020 :: PRINCESS // VIDEO
[The feed reveals... Hair. A lot of it. There seems to be an apartment beneath it, too. A certain Daisy is the source, with the most exasperated expression ever.]
I need assistance.
[Once the feed shuts down, Daisy wonders how easy would it be to find her combat knife and some scissors.]
I need assistance.
[Once the feed shuts down, Daisy wonders how easy would it be to find her combat knife and some scissors.]
[Voice | Filtered > Action]
[And the feed cuts. Now Ganondorf will attempt to resist doing anything about this. He will fail. Before long, when he arrives outside the building, he finally gives in. From experience he knows it's better to just get it over with. So up the stairs he goes, wishing he had just levitated on up. Godlike power or not, stairs are a tedious thing for a man wearing armor.]
[Action]
Yours isn't nearly as heavy or as capable of killing a human being with only raising an arm.On the meantime, Daisy waits. Had she known he would refuse to help on a sane mind, she wouldn't have bothered. Well... Even less if she knew that Ganondorf was the enemy of Blue Rogues member Link.Nonetheless, if Ganondorf looks from the hallway, Daisy doesn't so much open the door, as a mass of golden hair does it for the two of them.]
[Action]
He shoots lasers from his fingers. His armor is just for show, okay.Upon seeing the golden hair all around, he sidesteps it and follows it to the source. It won't be long before he finds her. Now if only he could remember her name.]
Fair maiden, I am here to rescue you.
[Action]
[Her sanity returns.]
Before it gets worse.
[Action]
You wish for me to cut it?
[Action]
[... An honest statement. She doesn't know if the Malnosso would let her have it that easy.]
[Action]
[He draws out his blade, long and elegant, and takes a lock of her hair. He doesn't have scissors, so this will have to do.]
[Action]
The fact the blade cut, albeit a section rather separated from Daisy, actually gives her some hope.]
It worked.
[Action]
[He won't cut it as short as she usually wears it, but it will certainly be more manageable.]
[Action]
She stands, freed from the rest of her locks, still with a long trail of gold behind her.]
Of course, my prince. ANything for my savior.
[It bothers her a little too much how easily she gets into this role.]
[Action]
[He fathers up her hair in his hands, measuring it such that it does not extend much further than her up upper thighs. Feeling that is sufficient to the task, he uses his blade to cut the hair, letting it fall from the ground. This draws a smile (reluctantly) from him.]
I hope that will suffice. Come, I shall carry you away from this place.
[Action]
Do so, my prince. I am indebted.
[She leans on him, too close in comparison to what she would be to most people. Of warning to Ganondorf, King of Evil, current dashing prince of Princess Daisy, if she wishes to carry her: This lady does not look like it, but she weights three hundred pounds.]
[Action]
Come, fairy Daisy, we shall go to my castle and be [urgh he falters, but he can't resist it] wed.
[Action]
The Princess holds on to him in his arms. Very clouded.]
Of course, my prince. May we live happily ever after.
[At least until they step out of the community building. Then they will be allowed to keep their sanity. What remains of it.]
[Action]
[With lines this forced, these two won't last a month. Or walking out the door. He begins to go down the stairs, stepping over the strands of her hair still going up and down the halls.]
There shall be a great feast and celebration.
[Action] 1/2
[The entrance is finally passed to go into the kingdoms of--]
[Action] 2/2
[Action]
... what is the meaning of this?
[Action]
[She gets back on her feet. The stare does not intimidate her the least, part because she has been glared at by scarier beings before -Brute Chieftains and her trainer-, and because she understands his irritation.]
They run experiments every month or so. Think this one was about princesses and saviors.
[The exasperated expression returns.]
[Action]
It is not my first. I grow weary of their pointless games.
[Action]
[Neither is Daisy, and most likely neither is the oldest resident of this place.
She puts a palm over her face.]
We weren't in control of ourselves.
[A way of saying "I forgive you for entering into the role of a prince, and I'm sorry for acting like a stereotypical princess."]
[Action]
Those cowards will one day pay the price for this humiliation.
[Action]
[Even Spartans, beings sworn to honor and altruism above all else, are vulnerable to harbor hate and vengeance. She has deeper reasons than a mere prank.]
I'll go get rid of the hair of my quarters. We should be good for an hour or so. But me careful.
[However, this sort of act may be too common to be worth of much attention.]
[Action]
It is others I would be more concerned of. [He says this as he turns. It's not quite a thread. More of an observation that the Malnosso would have a far easier time causing him to kill another than him being killed.]
[Action]
[Which she will use to dump all the hair in her apartment.]
Be well, sir.