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rose: fail at knitting
[Rose is decidedly not in a good mood. The castle's Christmas present to her? Not really working out so far. It's been less than two weeks and she already feels like she's about to go a little bonkers if these stupid needles don't stop turning her knitting projects into gigantic, tangled wads. Currently, she's in a chair in the library, with a cup of tea beside her and a hideous mass of yarn in her lap. Damn castle.]
Really, I can't see what vendetta this castle could possibly have against pasttimes. My previous loss was perfectly effective. Perhaps the continuous clink of needles managed to grate on its questionably-existent nerves?
[An audible sigh of distaste.]
If it's no trouble, I wouldn't mind speaking with any other residents who were fortunate enough to receive a new loss for Christmas. There may be a pattern to be found.
Really, I can't see what vendetta this castle could possibly have against pasttimes. My previous loss was perfectly effective. Perhaps the continuous clink of needles managed to grate on its questionably-existent nerves?
[An audible sigh of distaste.]
If it's no trouble, I wouldn't mind speaking with any other residents who were fortunate enough to receive a new loss for Christmas. There may be a pattern to be found.

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[She's done her research, of course, not being one of them.]
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[Awwww]
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[Talk to her a few more times and you'll get used to that.]
I don't believe that we've spoken before. My name is Rose.
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It's nice to meet you, Rose-san. I'm Tsuna.
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Have you been here for very long?
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Forgive me for invoking any feelings of pessimism. That was not my intention.
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