[Given the recent events Peola's been pretty irritated. Not just because of the GREAT Xun Ostberg, self proclaimed GIGA man (Though in all honesty he played a major part in things) but also the fact that Prometheus managed to get away through the whole thing (also partly Xun's fault). As such she was currently squeezing down on one of those stress ball toys... and it looked like it was about to explode from the amount of pressure she was putting on it as she muttered angrily to herself. The arrogant blowhard was thankfully not allowed anywhere near the Unity Group's facilities... and if he did get through Peola would have been tempted to introduce him to Kagura.]
By the sun... who else is going to end up chasing me here...
[She's deep enough in her irritation not to notice you. Talk to her?]
By the sun... who else is going to end up chasing me here...
[She's deep enough in her irritation not to notice you. Talk to her?]
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She then pulls out a ziplock plastic baggie filled with warm pastries. "Want a cookie? I just baked some!"
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[Cookie accepted. Nom.]
I'd just be happy to punch them in the face...
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"Though I'm confused...where exactly does your homeworld stand on gender equality and the like?"
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[Peola pressed her free hand to her forehead in a fist.]
Which just annoys me to the sun with how my father acts with me.
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He's more used to the way grandfather did things than how they should be done.
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She left a while back. Some time after Ourania. Can't remember what it was about but whatever it was she was angry.
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She coughs. "So what's the game plan? Beat off the suitors as they come? Go to the source and browbeat your father into withdrawing his proclamation? Or maybe weaving a tapestry?"