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Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: July Planet!
When: The month of July!

[This is another planet mingle since the first one has nearly hit captcha! Feel free to continue threads or start brand new ones!]

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[noprophecies]

[the smile widens into a genuine grin; ah, but she likes when the formal-seeming types drop the formalities a bit]

I would certainly hope so, otherwise I would have no other choice but to tease you, and that seems rude to do to a stranger.

[she says, as if she's ever cared about manners]

And yours as well, good sir.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb snorts softly.]

If I would have to fall into the water I will take you with me, my lady. It would be unfair if I would be the only one ending up with wet clothes.

[Well, Robb does care about manners. His position demands that of him.]

Call me Robb, my lady.

[noprophecies]

That would be unfair, but I'm afraid if you were to do that, you would learn very quickly that I am not deserving of the "lady" title.

[though it's cute he keeps calling her that. She might let is slide]

Well met, Robb. You may call me Tempest.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

Every lady is a lady, even those with their arses covered in sand. [Well, he would not call the ugly campfollowers ladies or the ugly women who washed breeches.]

Without the title of lady, I assume?

[Normally he would not have spoken in such a bold way but well, Robb wants to try his best to adjust to a more modern lifestyle. Or whatever that may be.]

[noprophecies]

If you wish, and find yourself able to break from your traditions. [she says it with a lilting tease, because she's found it difficult to convince people even in her world to drop their silly titles with her]

[kingofbadlifechoices]

I think that will not be a problem. [Robb nods at her.] I believe most modern people prefer it so. And recently I have discovered I like it so as well.

[It is very pleasant to be just Robb instead of ‘your grace’ or ‘my king’.]

[noprophecies]

I have found it to be preferable as well, though I have never been much for titles in the first place.

[though, past experiences does bring a question to mind, and she gives him a curious look]

Are you some manner of lord, then?

[she knows a princess who doesn't like the title, either]

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Well, Robb doesn't know any better. He is born the oldest son of a lord and became king along the way, claiming an old title that has been long forgotten.]

I have been. [A long time ago and in some place far, far away.] Once. [He shrugs and flashes her a smile.] It does not really matter here in a place like this.

Our roles are different here.

[noprophecies]

Mm, no, it doesn't. I was merely curious.

[it wouldn't change anything; titles to her are just another way to tease those she's grown fond of, and not something she's prone to taking seriously. Even in her own world]

I imagine they are very different roles from what you are used to.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

You do not have to apologize.

[Robb tucks his hands into the pockets of his modern pants, quite liking this entire concept of having pockets there.]

I am not much of an entertainer, I am afraid. Other roles would suit me better.

[noprophecies]

Enter—ah, I had almost forgotten.

[she wrinkles her nose in distaste] I do not like the idea of being entertainment for others. I already had my fill of that elsewhere.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

It is easy to forget. [Robb forgets it often.] Yet, that does not mean this is a part of our lives now. [He pulls a very disgruntled face.]

I like it not either. Yet they force it upon me. All I have to do is perform some sort of dance.

[noprophecies]

[continued over here if you like, damn u captcha]