no event, i already don't know wtf i'm doing with this lady

[sonatadespair]

*In the GX-era Domino harbor, there is a short lady who may or may not look familiar perched on a ledge. Feel free to approach. Or, if you just happen to be passing by, you may hear a deadpan voice calling after you:*

Oi. You.

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[anangryinch]

Oh?

[She folds her arms tightly and there's something awfully SMUG about the way her stance shifts. She's DEFINITELY trustworthy.]

[sonatadespair]

*YOU SURE ARE.*

Don't even think about it. I'll know if you lie.

[anangryinch]

Lie? How rude. You've no basis to assume so little of my character.

[She wrinkles her nose and flicks invisible dirt off of her shirt.]

[sonatadespair]

You're a human, aren't you? That's all I need to know about your character.

[anangryinch]

Tch. And what are you meant to be, then? [She eyes Dahlia up and down. your boobs look suspicious]

[sonatadespair]

*Uh!!! My boobs are SAINTS.*

I've been called a goddess.

*Because that's what she WANTED people to think, but. Details.*