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> "Hmm....I think I might just donate your corpse to a museum I know back in Plegia...heh. It's a voodoo museum." "...B| Pray tell, why would you do such a thing?"

> Proper dental care, is what. _apparently I've been doing it wrong all my life then_ > "Ahh..." > > Apparently she likes being patted. ".............|: /warily pats her on the head again"

> > > I think that one line has officially sold her to him, ha. > > Wonder what will officially sell Thalia to him. > > [How 'bout some oral... hygeine?](http://i.imgur.com/5T79t0h.gifv) oh my god _what is even hapPENING ADADHJAGFHG_

> "Well I have some necklaces made out of dried Manakete blood." "...Yeah, uh. You...you can keep that... /pats her head"

> Were very proud of you. B) /PUFFS UP > I'm sure there's a merchant somewhere. Or she could borrow one of hers. It's probably made of human skin though. Probably <_< "...For future reference, is there anything I could borrow from you that isn't made from human? Or should I just go harass the others instead?"

> I've think I've caused some kind of freak meme. Everyone male so far has been involved with Marianne in some way. And it all began with Rylan e3e Rylan grumbles how he still needs to get a new glove to replace the one Marianne got all eyeball-y and gross (GUESS WHO MANAGED TO DETACH HERSELF FROM TVTROPES B) I shouldn't be taking pride in that though.)

> Whoops... _Goodbye, friends._

...And so my foray into tvtropes begins once more.

Thalia seemed to puff up indignantly at Jerod's implication, setting her hands on her hips as she frowned up at him. "W-what? No, the princess would never--! _Er_..." Her gaze flickered to the tactician, and she ducked her head, "Not that there is anything wrong with Sir Jacob, of course--I meant no offense! And not that I am...aware of my lady's personal relationships, but, um...I just meant..." You know what? She would just shut up on this particular matter right now. That seemed like the wisest course of action. Cheeks flushed, she coughed softly into her hand as she tried to regain her composure. Gods, her inexperience was showing right now. Taking a deep breath, she looked up only when she felt like she was reasonably collected. She then looked at the mercenary at his somewhat unexpected offer. He was willing to help? "Oh! Well, if it would be too much trouble, your assistance would be very much appreciated, Sir..." Thalia looked to Jacob when the boy gave his orders, perking up when he addressed the older man. "Sir...Jerod, is it? Well then, I look forward to working with you!" Hastily directing a bow in his direction, she lift her head when Jacob walked past them, peering after him curiously before turning her attention back to Jerod. "If I may, who is this...Lady Marianne that Sir Ja--er, _Jacob_--asked you to retrieve?" The way the tactician had said it somehow made it sound like it would pose...some kind of challenge, almost. Perhaps she was a noble lady of some sort? Or even another princess? Although she did not let it show on her face, the thought quite excited her. Yes, she would most certainly like to meet this Marianne sometime!

Thalia gives Marianne a kind of stricken look @ cutting off people's feet. Meanwhile Rylan just squints at her. "You aren't collecting feet now, are you?"