[She blinks a couple of times, taking a seat beside Don and patting her hand. See? She'll just have to practice patience to see if they get hungry. Cantarella also has a bit of an Impression to her, but like many hunters in the deep sea, hers is the patient kind of floating in the water that can be approached.]
There are Common Echoes that take the form of rabbits...children's toy ones, at the very least. Tacet Discords borne from the same frequencies can be quite formidable...but nothing quite so destructive.
[Though the circumstances and environments are very different, there's a good chance both of them live in places where pretty much Everything Can Kill You.
These are just harmless bunnies, though, even if they aren't exactly real.]
Wait a moment, and they should return...or perhaps we should say that new ones should appear.
I hath yet to meet them directly mineself, but R-corp's animal packs are...unique.
[None of these terms spark any recognition in Don Quixote, but she is quite fascinated--Cantarella must have a number of stories, no? She holds impossibly still, her presence practically fading]
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[ why do they keep running away from her cry]
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[almost wailing...and then she spots the hedgehogs ]
Oh, those cute little creatures remind mineself of thee.
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Am I that prickly?
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At least hedgehogs are cute. I don't mind the comparison, then.
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Verily? Good, for tis not mine intentions to cause insult.
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[If she's close enough to Don Quixote, Cantarella will lean into her personal space and put her finger to her lips.]
Speak no louder than a whisper, and wait for them to come to you.
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Hmm? A-Ah...thou speaks verily?
[whispering]
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They can be a bit shy. They're very little, you know, and so they'll burrow away from any bigger thing that seems like it could hurt them.
[She can't guarantee the bunnies will come back, but shouting at them will just make you look bigger, Don Quixote.]
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...tis a shame for they are fiesty battlers.
[Not that kind of rabbit, Don. But she'll settle down much sooner than with Lovecraft to get them to come over]
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[She blinks a couple of times, taking a seat beside Don and patting her hand. See? She'll just have to practice patience to see if they get hungry. Cantarella also has a bit of an Impression to her, but like many hunters in the deep sea, hers is the patient kind of floating in the water that can be approached.]
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Nay, but there are stories about the R-Corp Rabbit back, who mow down their enemies in their wake.
[watch Don Quixote fight a rabbit abnormality next week because canon]
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[Though the circumstances and environments are very different, there's a good chance both of them live in places where pretty much Everything Can Kill You.
These are just harmless bunnies, though, even if they aren't exactly real.]
Wait a moment, and they should return...or perhaps we should say that new ones should appear.
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[None of these terms spark any recognition in Don Quixote, but she is quite fascinated--Cantarella must have a number of stories, no? She holds impossibly still, her presence practically fading]
I hope so. Tis my wish to simply feed them.
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[PLEASE....QUIET......]
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[ They are indeed silent. She makes no noise as she moves around the grass]
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[You can quiet ur MOUTH miss don quixote]
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Second of all. You must...let them come to you.
[He will plop down on the grass, before patting the spot next to him. Come here, girl.]
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[He murmurs. They won't jump over yet, he knows.]
You cannot be seen as a threat.
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[She could probably snatch them up like this, but she wants them to like her, not fear her]