I'll be a thousand miles to the sun
before you even know what I've done
I listen to Laedere introduce herself, and I have to force myself not to go cross eyed. Laedere? My lips move stupidly, trying to figure out how to actually pronounce that outloud without sounding like a complete douche. I determine that it's impossible. What sort of Shakespaere-in-the-park bullshit is this? Ardere? Cute, they match. I whisper-think to Princess, who is too busy cleaning his paws to care.
"Sup. I'm Shida." I say, nodding to both fish-pastel-chick and the warrior princess.
As Laedere - in her Laedere voice - asks us if we want to go into the caves (at least I think that's what she said? I don't know. Could have been some hocus pocus curse for all I know.), I bite my tongue hard to keep from laughing. But I mean ... surely she's got to know how crazy she sounds? Like where did this chick come from? A book?
"Dude. You just said about 5 words I don't understand and I'm pretty sure most of 'em weren't necessary. Don't you ever get tired of talkin' like that? Can't you just say, Hey?" I was genuinely curious - I wasn't even trying to be an asshole at all. It's just ... like, I get if wherever she was from they talked like that, but even Gaucho worked on his shit a bit.
Then I realized something horrifying.
What if this was her working on it? Ohhh Lordy. I can't even imagine her being any harder to understand than this.
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