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[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[After having spent some time walking about here, deep in thought she finally settles down.

Seated in her favorite and ever so comfortable sofa, there some documents piled on the spare cushion and a tablet balanced carefully on her lap. A holographic projection was emitting from the device, text scrolling down as she read the Eppestian language.

She was rather relaxed for once. There had been no meetings that day, for once, and she had been able to enjoy most of it with Joh-hin and Esitella. In fact, just moments earlier she had come to this plane shortly after spending the early evening horse riding with the two. Some straw could still be seen in her hair that she had missed.]




[ooc: I NEED INTERNETS. Friend is playing Mario Cart so um... stealing her computer until she's done yelling "WHAT. THIS IS GAY." every time she gets beaten. :P]

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[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

[And here's a Ragnar, looking solemnly up at you from the ground. HE IS NOT AS IMPOLITE AS CERTAIN YOUNG CATS. Indeed not.]

This is a strange thing, that you have, I think. I have not seen a thing like it before.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[While it would utterly out of character for her action to be described as 'lulz', the mun is certainly snorting in laughter.]

It is a traveling database that I keep with me at all times. Quite useful, really.

[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

Ah. [Blink. NOPE, no idea what you just said. Ragnar often causes the lulz, poor fellow.] You are traveling? I am also.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

I used to. [Tapping the tablet with her forefinger once--] But often times I do not have time to return to my own chamber to review new treaties and other documents. With this I am able to tend to matters between meetings and the likes.

[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

[Suddenly more attentive.] You are a queen? I did know that humans had such things as well. This is my first encounter with one. So I say this: It is an honor! I am Ragnar Gustaffson Coeur de Lion, King of Cats, and member of the breed Norsk Skogatt. That is to say, Norwegian Forest Cat.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[She was smiling now, shaking her head--] Oh, no, I am no queen. I am merely an adviser to two rulers in my reality. But it is a pleasure to meet you, King Ragnar. [She inclined her head forward in a bow.] I am Romanadvoratrelundar.

[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

Ah. I understand this now. You may call me Ragnar. It is still an honor, Romanadvoratrelundar.

[YEAH, HE MANAGED IT. With a name like his...]