Harpoon nodded, her eyes still unreadable. Her gaze turned to Marina, she watched and said nothing. She stayed silent for a few moments then started toying with the gold hoop pierced through her talon webbing.
She pokes her head above Harpoon's bulk and glares at the guard. "Don't you know who I am?" she asked the guard innocently. "I'm a princess. When you are in my presence, you're supposed to bow." She flicks her tongue at the guard.
(Oh, my character is so naive)
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--I am Inkblot--
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I have a foot in another world
Minds are like parachutes. They only function when they're open.