[voice | dated to some time after Barti's post]

[70ftandcounting]

K-Kevas?

[Ever since she'd given him her jar after Bartimaeus had pawned his off on her (and immediately started acting strange), Rapunzel herself started feeling...off.

She needed the troll right now. :c]

Where are you? I -- I need you.

[She swallows, and whispers.]

I think I love you.

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[audio]

[likesfootnotes]

Did you have a better destination in mind? Perhaps you could scout it out for us.

[And leave him to his golden-haired goddess of quilts.]

I hear that the business end of an elephant's bottom is quite pleasant at this time of year.

[audio]

[drinkuntilidie]

Yeah I prefuh we all just stop talkin' 'bout dis and let it go.

[Sorry, no can do. Creepers are not allowed near one of his not!daughters.]

How nice. How 'bout joo just go dere joorself. Alright? Alright.

[audio]

[likesfootnotes]

We shall, the moment that you give up this claim she feels you've staked on her heart.

[He is not giving up on this point, not!dad. And he intends to keep her out after curfew, HA.]

[Audio]

[drinkuntilidie]

Oh fuh fucks sake...

I ain't be havin' one! I just ain't be wantin' joor creepy ass around her.

[Oh no she shall not stay up past her curfew! Keep away from her you horrible influence!]