{I'm still pretty derp at the skills you called for, so I'll just assume I failed to save time. o-o And sorry I didn't post fast enough.}<br/><br/>Prinne barely had time to muse over the matter of papers before<span style="font-weight: bold">zam</span>she was materialized in another place. Needless to say, she was a bit disoriented, but having a member of the group threatened rather bothered her, and as such she waved her hands. "Uuu! Just uh... settle down! It must've been a teleportation accident? Please uh, barf him up so we can be on our way?"<br/><br/>...She was considering drawing her blade, though, if this kept up, or if he for some reason refused. They were destined or fated or something! That was important!