Opiate of the Masses

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"Please, I think I can handle that without even breakin’ a sweat. Especially since I don’t gotta bend you out of stiff-ass board mode anymore!"

"That was one time."

>You pretend to think it over for a little.

>Another eye roll, but accompanied by a bit of a grin.  What could she say?  She enjoyed letting Marola lead things, and the troll certainly seemed to have a better idea.  Nonetheless, it wouldn't do to simply roll over.

>The usual shit eating grin returns to your face.

>You do not.

>Frown a little. Okay, she’s not happy with it.

> Now you’re just more confused.

"Yes, because clearly the only definition of 'scourge' is whip."

>You cross your arms in a huff.

>Another eye roll for that.  Honestly, she was fine with wearing a tiara that said 'Opalclaw's bitch' if it came down to it, but Marola seemed to want her to press on.

"What, like you’re queen of the seas?”

>And she just rolled her eyes at that.

"Fuckin’ really? Use your imagination for once pezputa!"

"Hmm, not too sure about that! You got something in mind that’s more accurate cabrona?"

"Oplaclaw's better?"  

> Grin complacently as she examines the text. She’d realized pretty quickly that it said “Opalclaw’s bitch,” right out in the open. It was hardly subtle. But then, neither were you.

"Not in the least."

> Stress out. What the fuck are you going to get Talina? It’s been a week since you two made your kismesitude official, and you still hadn’t gotten her anything. She had that damned choker picked out for you before even then, and you hadn’t picked up shit for her. Largely because you had no idea what you were doing. But now it’s time to fix that.

"That depends."