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[b][color=Aquamarine]Midna: level 8[/color][/b] EXP: [color=Aquamarine]/////////////////////////////////////////[/color]/////////////////////////////////////////(41/80)
[b][color=Aquamarine]Location:[/color][/b]  Sandswept Sky - Train
[color=Aquamarine]Warp Charges:[/color] 2
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Virgin Victory teleport room
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[color=Aquamarine]”All this, impossible technology from the future, but they can’t even install a proper washroom on this thing?”[/color] Minda complained to herself as she took her turn using the bathroom sink to try and get the sand and ash out of her everything, and failing spectacularly. The inadequacy of the cleaning honestly only managed to make her feel dirtier, which was just a delight.

[color=Aquamarine]”Blech, whatever, I’m a rough and tumble princess, so who needs to look presentable when you kick ass like me”[/color] she said into the little mirror in the bathroom in an attempt to convince herself of that fact, before giving up shoving open the door and saying [color=Aquamarine]”Next for the inadequate hygiene facility, step on in. Take a good look, because if we are going to be sticking around there are going to be some royal renovations around here”[/color] loudly, before traipsing off to make the one change she could make right now.

With how cramped the ship was it didn’t take long to get to her intended destination, which was the room they had warped into right after the intense exit battle. To this room Midna added a little teleportation related addition of her own, raising a finger and embedding  sliver of Twilight into the ceiling, and setting up the start of her own personal portal network.

Priority number 1 for the development of that network? Finding a way to link up Shangri Spa to it, (be it by flying to wherever it was or sneaking into Al Mamoon and using their teleporter again) so she’d never have to try and wash herself in the ship's dinky bathroom ever again!

The Princess gave an impish grin at her cunning bit of handy work, and then moved off to find somewhere to wait out the rest of the journey, and got herself a bit more space afforded to her by both her new very spiky shield and her equally spiky minion whom she had decided got to enjoy the only good thing about this ship she had found so far: the wonder of ‘air conditioning’

She had no idea how you conditioned air to do as it was told, but you could not argue with the crisp and cool results that made it far to easy to just nod off in a corner, something the princess unknowingly followed Tra’s lead in doing, finally allowing the exhaustion and injuries to catch up with her.

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The Princess unladily snorted awake with a [color=Aquamarine]”Huh, what?”[/color] when the intercom blared and announced their arrival at Gerudo Town. She shook her head to wake up and then pricked her pointed ears up to listen to the explanation of how the place operated, and raised an eyebrow at its unusual operation, the princess being unfamiliar with the somewhat iconic all female race due to their absence both from her own time period and from the time crisis. Well, other than their most infamous and only male member that was. Oh, and the dead woman who’s spirit she held in her body and who’s power and skill she had developed extensively since she had slain and absorbed her.

She was reminded of Urbosa directly for the first time in a while due to her clear kinship with the people she saw guardian the town, and it caused her inconsistency with her reaction/treatment of that women and the rebels of Al Mamoon to rear its ugly head in her mind. 

Had the Garudo also been controlled against her will, she was forced to wonder, or even just confused by Galeem? 

Or was she right in her assessment that anything that stood beside the arch evil that was Ganon was irreparably tainted?

It wasn't really a question she wanted to face. Not today at least. She was much too tired for that sort of thing. So she sought out an alternative to sticking with the ladies of the group.

[color=Aquamarine]”Room for one more?”[/color] Midna asked the trio of big guys as she landed on Braum’s shoulder and used his bald head as an armrest as she waved her free hand nonchalauntly through the air while saying [color=Aquamarine]”Because it hardly seems fair for you gents to be the only one roughing it under the stars now does it?”[/color] keeping her actual reasons for wanting to join them to herself.

Now as to why she was going with them rather than to the inn? Well, for one she thought some nostalgia for the times she and Link had roughed it out during their two person war against her usurper would be a balm for the soul. Plus, it wasn't like they were poor company. Quite the opposite in fact, if the big freljordian she was rather fond of at this point was any kind of representative of their amicableness.

Besides, she needed a change of clothes if she was going to sleep comfortably (that combined with taking a more refined and dignified lake bath) so stopping by a market like they were planning to do was right in line with her own needs.

Of course, if they really wanted it to be a lads night, she’d obliged and find other accommodation, but she hoped she wasn't being too imposing with her request.

Their answer was a trio of pre-offered fists, ripe for bumping, something the princess replied to with a toothy grin and a bit of one on three action using her orange glowing shadow hand to bump all three of the fists at once.