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duskofthegods2018-01-30 01:37 am
ibiza) wrote in duskofthegods2018-01-30 01:37 am
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[ Margo peers directly into the camera, some kind of scowl playing on her lips. She’s still wearing her crown, but recognizes that the respect it commands doesn’t necessarily transfer from one world to the next. That might be a big part of why she looks, apparently, pissed off. ]
Okay, it’s not that I don’t appreciate how amazing hopping from one world to the next is, I just shouldn’t be here.
[ She lets out a big huff of a sigh and looks around. ]
I mean, I guess it has a kind of generic city charm to it, but…
[ With a roll of her eyes, she begins to walk around some more, still keeping her device with her. ]
Anyway, I’m Margo.
[ She looks into the camera once more, eyebrows wrinkled slightly and sarcasm lacing her voice. ]
Great to meet you.
Okay, it’s not that I don’t appreciate how amazing hopping from one world to the next is, I just shouldn’t be here.
[ She lets out a big huff of a sigh and looks around. ]
I mean, I guess it has a kind of generic city charm to it, but…
[ With a roll of her eyes, she begins to walk around some more, still keeping her device with her. ]
Anyway, I’m Margo.
[ She looks into the camera once more, eyebrows wrinkled slightly and sarcasm lacing her voice. ]
Great to meet you.
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[ She tilted her head. If he was to be her partner in party business, she had to have something to call him, and generally the names she came up with on her own weren't very flattering. ]