... I don't think we sh—

( • Yeah we shouldn't right now. )

Yeah.

( She tightens her grip and holds the blade out. She circles too as to keep her distance, but it just means she gets further from the stairs. )

I do, actually. You're not exactly making a good first impression.

( A step back. )

I'm n-not afraid.

It's- it's not cute.

( Visibly trembling. )

Why are you looking at me like that?

// not really i just Want to

// damsel layout but i used ch 1 princess pic so i have to be that one instead

Chapter 1 Princess (right before The Damsel) covered in blood and nervously holding the Pristine Blade

.

( looking down at her dress that has been absolutely torn to shreds. barely hanging on. )

th. then who was phone???

// literally never trusted anyone with an account of that guy and i'm vindicated every time

Oh.

( Pat pat. Aww. )

My basement just has stone walls and a rug and chains.

Who's Annie May?

( Not getting it. )

It's a stone basement. It's not that great. But if you want to!

// jumps into the air with a freeze frame

I can if you want me to! It's never happened before though, I've only been stabbed and had my arm cut off.

( Only. )

// hi punk. Sorry i lied good things dont come to those who wait (i havent put on a tower layout in months)

Okay!

( Just like that...? )

// "Tower?"

Tower? I live in a hole in the ground!

( Said so cheerfully... )

Sorry. They called dibs.

( ?????????? )

I'm never here because the other princesses and I are always just having sex with each other

......... well if you want me to?

( untying the fabric belt thing around her waist. going for the straps on her arms. )

// its always two people pleaser asking each other "do you want to?"

i don't know. do you want me to?

// uh oh he said the three magic words to make any conversation with her into a headache

( it's obvious she's trying to look like she's not staring but she So Clearly is. keep in mind the only bare chest she's seen was covered with feathers, so she's gonna be at least a little bit of a pervert. )

......... You look nice!

( not saying more than that. )

Oh! Okay!

... Should I take this off then?

me?

( like there's anyone else around. Good Fucking Luck getting her to bite for anything. )

... i dunno! not if you don't want to!

I already am wearing it!

( No mention of whether she thinks it looks good, though. )

So...

... what were we talking about?

( not at all subtly glancing over and over again. )

I'm sorry!

( ? )