Author: Bloody Mary
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Ira found herself feeling somewhat offended. Her alternative version had not been suitably impressed with her pict of Magnus. So what if he was missing an eye. At least he wasn't scruffy looking like that temple-boy that kept giving Rei she assumed love-sick stares. Couldn't he get a decent hair-cut?
"He's wearing earrings!" cried Makoto, staring at something Thora was showing her.
"So are you," Thora replied stoically. "Well, what about your man?"
That had caused Makoto to blush. Thora blinked, wondering if she'd been like that as a girl. Surely not.
"You're not married?" Minako inquired.
"No," Azmina replied cheerfully.
"But A-, I mean Teekanne is?" Minako asked, looking at the two blue-haired Senshi as they fussed over Ami's little computer.
"It's Tekhne, and yes," Azmina answered, still disturbingly cheerful. "It was an arranged marriage."
Minako stared. Images straight from soap operas came to life in her mind. A- Tekhne on the floor weeping as her cruel father announced her engagement. Her silent suffering at not being allowed to marry someone she truly loved.
"A-and you didn't do anything?" she asked her voice quivering.
"No," Azmina replied. "Why? I mean, yeah, Perturabo's kinda crazy and paranoid, and he quarrels with Cousin Rogal all the time, but he's not a bad husband. He gave her a gun."
Minako wondered why Azmina sounded like it was the ultimate gift.
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AN: Aren't cultural differences fun~?