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[This is not a post from a cursed woman. Lacking clothes she may be, the line of her body outlined by a thin sheet, but the faint flush to her skin, the disarray of her hair, and the softness of her eyes can be attributed to nothing beyond satisfaction. Natural sexy.

All day she's been harassed by you ridiculous damn sexy people though, and she only has one thing to say about it,]

You are all trying too hard.

[That's all. Carry on, children.]

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[Guess who is jealous of all these sexy people today? Yes, this girl! But... it's Carla, and she has a fondness for her, so she will attempt to speak to her.]

What do you mean by that?

[She's not cursed at all, so... she's been just hiding away looking through the network for relevant posts while she reads.]

[Hello, bunny.]

Confidence is hot, but understanding that you don't need everyone to want you is a big part of it. Showing off in order to prove how sexy you are defeats the purpose.

[Either you're sexy or your not. No amount of trying would change that.]

[It makes sense. She got the confidence lecture already from multiple people.]

People are attracted to different types of people, right?

[She kind of got that out of her lectures too... kind of...]

They are, but most like to pretend that their interests fall into certain categories, so they don't seem strange.

So, say, um… men pretend to like women who wear less clothing, and have bigger boobs… that bounce…?

[She has some issues, but gosh darn it, she will work them out… somehow… maybe. She still wishes she could bounce though.]

They probably don't even realize they're pretending. They think it's what they're meant to like, so that's all they try.

[And Estelle here thinks that’s what they’re meant to like too, so…]

Do you know why that is? Is it a social norm to, say, prefer a girl with an hour glass figure over one with a smaller frame?

Yes, it is.

O-oh...

[And this is why Estelle has skewed views on what is deemed as 'attractive'. Because the world says so.]

You like whatever you like, sometimes that'll be the norm. A lot of the time it won't be.

Do you think... people would like me for what I look like?

[She's serious about this...]

Of course, bunny.

[Siiiiigh. Oh princess.]

'Bunny'?

[Did she just get a new nickname?]

I've got a whole menagerie.

[Tigers and crickets and rabbits and spiders.]

So, is my nickname Bunny?

[She sounds kind of excited...]

[Carla is covering her eyes in her bed. This girl.]

You got it.

Okay!

[This is the second time she's received a nickname from someone (that wasn't 'Child of the Full Moon' or Princess). She's okay with this not really catching on that it may have been a name given to her in jest. Luckily, she won't try to give one in return.]

Why 'Bunny'?

Edited 2012-02-04 04:24 (UTC)

It suits you.

[She already had a 'rabbit,' a boy she looked down on with a mixture of affection and disdain. She enjoyed making him uncomfortable, watching him squirm. What she feels for Estelle is softer.]

Does it really? I never thought of comparing myself to a bunny, but I suppose they're rather kind creatures and cute too!

[And multiply like crazy, but she's going to leave that portion out because she assumes that has nothing to do with anything. Still, she never thought of comparing herself to one despite having worn bunny ears for a guild before...]

[Gentle and timid and curious, those were the traits that prompted it, but Carla isn't going to outline that for her.]

Too late to change my mind now.

[Might as well enjoy it.]

Oh, did you want to change your mind?

[She won't stop her if she wants to, but she kind of likes being called that name now...]

It's fine. Just accept it.

Okay, I will!

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