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Character(s): Pram, Zetta, OPEN~
Content: One injured-yet-very pissed off Overlord arrives. Some hitting the deck might be required.
Setting: Around Muspelheim
Time: Week 21
Warnings: Pram is her own warning. Possible swearing, insults, and/or collateral damage. Depends on who comes by, really.

She cast a glare over her shoulder at the remaining line outside the gate. The nerve of that simpleton, pushing an Overlord of her caliber around like some common vassal! And what was the deal with the junk he gave her, anyway? That asshole obviously had no idea who he was dealing with, and if she weren't currently dealing with previous injuries, she had half a mind to go back out there and show all those fools that nobody messes with Overlord Pram.

Nobody but Seedle, anyway.

The thought of the samurai Overlord only made the pain in her side worse, and she moved her hand away from her hip, gazing down at the smear of hot blood on her small palm. It had flowered across the side of her dress, staining the once white cloth a sickly red. To say she was furious would be an understatement at the moment. Not only had she failed to do the one thing she could to make up for pretty much ruining Zetta and Salome's lives, but Seedle had gotten one up on her, and now her favorite dress was ruined. That bloodstain was never coming out now! On top of all that, she'd been kidnapped and dumped in a place where apparently nobody had any damn respect for someone who was clearly their superior.

Already, she hated this place. She hated that stupid gate, she hated the faceless peons meandering around, and she hated herself for being so weak as to find herself trapped and too drained to do anything about it.

"Damn it all."

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"Hell if I know," Zetta replied. "One minute I'm taking a nap in my bed, the next I'm waking up here outside these gates. Apparently this kind of thing happens all the time here. No one's surprised about it anymore. Oh... And this place is supposed to be a castle." One might consider his calmness in explaining the situation odd... if it weren't more a case of apathy. Whatever happened in this stupid place wasn't any of his business as far as Zetta was concerned.

"If you want to know more, ask someone else. No one's really saying a lot here." No one being that damn goddess, anyway. "And, uh, you should probably get that looked at. I think." He wasn't any kind of doctor or healer, so it was more of a guess than anything else. Looked pretty bad to him, though if it was bleeding like that.