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05 February 2012 at 01:02 am
PM ♕ Prospitian Monarch
[It's been an awkward few days in the carapacian household thanks to PM's horrifically botched attempt to talk to AR about his feelings. She isn't quite ready to try again, but she can't really let the issue lie, either. And despite what WV said on the contrary, she has a nagging feeling that AR must dislike her.]

[When she gets home from her duties at the post office, she spends a little time with Castell, and then, realizing she can't put off going into the kitchen forever because she is getting pretty hungry, she touches the glass of her pet lobster's tank and whispers.]
Wish me luck.

[The lobster twitches its antennae, which PM interprets as the appropriate well-wishing. She'll face down a bloodthirsty demi-god without a hint of fear, and yet a very beloved friend who might hate her is a whole different matter entirely. PM peeks into the kitchen.]