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"In the context of fighting, obviously not in the context of... wait, where are you going!?" Samus looked around, confused as Palutena vanished, "Why did you take my armor!? What are we doing at your room!?"
Samus was dragged into a room that could only be described as a bit odd. Well, very odd. It was a black-and-red, spikey place. It clearly wasn't the main room, lacking a bed, but containing what looked to be a cage with a mattress and several pillows and cushions. A table followed a similar theme, along with a couch and a recliner. Many of the pillows were heart shaped and fluffy, but the cushions to every seat and couch were clearly red leather. The lighting was oddly dim. Some odd disc was suspended from the ceiling by straps of some kind of elastic lace. The wardrobe, and a chest next to it, were very meticulously crafted from wood, and painted black.
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