Blah, blah, timeline, blah, blah, fate, blah, blah, blah... Hmm. They look like elves, as if they are any better than the Zenmina's... Hmm. OH! I know! I'll call them Space Elves! Yeah! Smugness at its finest! Aisha thought, then returned to practicing again.
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All I hear is words. No actions. This is boring.
I squeeze. "Oh... Sorry... I have an allergy. It only goes off to bullshit." With that, I start heading off into the inn.