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  Margarita glances at the green-haired girl, first confusing her for Number 8; or Sniper, really. Though the sound of her voice said otherwise, as her voice seemed to be more choppy and mechanical... while Sniper's was more quiet and wind-like. She smiles at the member look-a-like and waves back. "Guten tag," the Toragay resident replies.

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{|G|} Gumi looked at the woman for a moment then smiled happily at her giving her a little wave, at first she thought her to be Miku but something gave her a feel that told her different but she didn’t really care to much as she smiled at the other  “Hiya~!” she sang cheerfully

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~.:♔ She yawns. "Sorry for my absence these past few days. Planning a wedding is.."   ~.:♔ "Time-consuming. I suppose. But it'll be worth it in the end... how's everyone?"

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(( Gonna go and sleep. It's 1 AM over here and like my muse, I need to fulfill my duties as Princess Sandman. [no joke they call me that] Like if I owe you a reply? Please tag my url if you want me to see something. Okay, good night! )) 

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She smiles. "I'm very well myself. Been a lot more busy recently, that's for sure." Ah yes. Apparently Christmas was soon, plus the family meetings... and the occasional Pere Noel reunions as well. The young woman stops playing with her ring, resting her hands on top of her gown's skirt. "And I've also been a lot more tired lately." Margarita yawns. "Don't know why, though..." Then again, that's how she earned her codename...   

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Ah, right, the wedding.  Well, Gumillia was sort of surprised that the woman was so excited.  As Gumillia understood it, it was an arraigned marriage, for money only.  Gumillia supposed the other woman was lucky that she was betrothed to someone she actually seemed to love.  Not that Gumillia knew much about that particular emotion.  “Ah, fine.  Same as usual.”  Gumillia was actually quite on edge, having been caught snooping, but she didn’t think that Margarita noticed.  She just hoped that the tealette didn’t mention it in passing to Miss Santa.  “And yourself?”

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"I was just wandering around. You know, taking my mind off things." And also having fantasies of her married life. Just two more months... She glances at the ring in her finger, and starts playing with it; as a habit, of sorts. "Thinking about colour swatches and themes, tis all." Yes, they would have to start planning soon! A smile slowly creeps on Margarita's face, as she asks, "How've you been?"  

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Gumillia, known as Sniper to this woman, stared blankly.  “Hello, Princess Sandman.”  Blank staring was pretty usual for her.  Surely, Sandman was used to it by now.

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How usual of Sniper to blankly glance toward her. Margarita -or Princess Sandman, as she was known in the organization- sighed and replied, "Hello, Sniper." To be honest, why was she even here? It's not like the organization had a meeting. Then again, maybe they decided to wander off, and found each other while doing so.

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Gumillia, known as Sniper to this woman, stared blankly.  “Hello, Princess Sandman.”  Blank staring was pretty usual for her.  Surely, Sandman was used to it by now.

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(( I feel like I should point out that the Margarita Blankenheim I portray is currently based on my headcanons, with some canon information of course. Due to there being such little information about her, it's led me to be more creative with my portrayal. Of course, this means that when more -official- information comes out, I will change it. )) 

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~.:♔ Currently out in the garden, Margarita was sitting down in a bench; swooning, of course. The ring in her left finger showed the reason why, as she was finally engaged to her childhood friend. Caspar, Caspar... Though it was only planned by their parents, of course. Nonetheless it didn't matter. He had to love her enough to agree, right? Suddenly, there was a rustle of the bushes. ~.:♔ She looks around, hoping that it's just an animal. But no; the sight of an odd hat confirms otherwise. Margarita speaks up. "W-Who goes there?!"

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~.:♔ "I apologize for my small absence. I went to spent some time with my..."   ~.:♔ "Fianceé." She giggles. "How's everyone?"

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(( aswsefregt- I gotta go. Mom came home early -le gasp- and now we gotta stop at Walmart and then go home. Like if I owe you a reply? Bye! )) 

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~.:♔ A visitor? The knocks on her door had confirmed it. Margarita was about to answer the door, when one of her servants ran off to do so. She walked close to the entrance, peering over her servant's head to glance at the mysterious visitor.     ~.:♔ Ah! Such blonde hair and blue eyes... She looked like a native from Lucifenia. The young woman sent the servant away, and approached her visitor. "Hallo. How may I help you, miss?"

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~.:♔ "I've just received great news from Father. He said that Caspar and I... are to be married in a month or two." She smiles.   ~.:♔ A sigh. "Though... I wonder if I'll make a great wife for him?"

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ROBOTS OR DINOSAURS?

 ~.:♔ "I'd personally say Dinosaurs, since I don't know what are those... robots you speak of."