story of the slain - JOINING

[Margaery]

MARGAERY FOLIE-MIKAELSON

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MAKE ME QUEEN OR
I'LL MAKE YOU BLEED

Their response certainly succeeded in shocking the Cosmic General, her expression twisting into something far more contemplative. Odin's fucking beard? What on earth could that mean? And why was a child, of all people, using such language? She thought hard for a few brief moments, going through options in her mind before a thought occurred to her: perhaps this was not a child at all. The idea was farfetched, but she knew that she could not discredit it. Not entirely, anyways.

She wouldn't say a word though, mainly because she figured it'd be inappropriate - unladylike - of her to. Instead, she frowned. [b]"Would you like to stay here for a while?" Margaery inquired, a confused glance only momentarily being shot in Rin's direction. She wondered if the medic was as perplexed as her. She wanted to be able to assist them, but she really didn't know how, not successfully anyways. "We have an Observatory and a Bunker full of rooms for you to choose from. Where exactly are you supposed to be, maybe I could point you in the right direction?" She was doubtful, considering she didn't know much of the land outside of the Ascendants and its immediate groups, but she could at least try to be helpful.

//super rushed i'm sorry!!

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