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(9dances with elation i got 99 percent of crap done just a few more threads to desripc and i shall be back rping as normal guys also since im opening the story some to the world of the ishgar province i will try to run several storylines at once and you can choses to participate in as few or as many as you like))

(kiki weve talked about this before this is an rp set in a diffrent world not in the world we live in do not mix real life into your character till latter right not act in this imiginary world))

* wanders in*

- Nyah sorry for dropping of the face of the earth for a bit was a bit busy else where-

* sits down and puts her head on the table*

* Her head still on the table turns it too look at Miss lestats*

-Hows everything been in here while i was out?-

*wakes up her head still on the table from yesterday*

-Opps looks like i forgot to move sweatdrop -

* keeps her head on the table*

*wanders in tiredly and sits at a table*

- I won't forget to move this time-

*thinks the word hopefully sweatdrop *

Stats slowly walked from her room to the cafe. she looked about at the disorder and sighed heavly. she moved silently to the bar and moved to the kitchn to feth a pail of water and some rags. She sat the items down then scooted into the kithin once more to fetch viniger and the few remaining lemons. She sighed but it had to be done. She sat everthing down and sliped ou the main door and moved down the side of the mountain aways to a small gorve of wild flowers. She plucked as many as she could hold and carried them back to the bar. She hummed softly as she seperated them out into piles for arangemnt latter. She quietly moved past the sleeping forms in the bar to the door she crawled upwards towards the forgde and spring to a small grove of trees. She sliped into the grove and seaerched about till she found a large tree. She smiled at it and took a small thin dagger and carefly sliced off some of its bark. careful to not go to deep and hurt the tree but deep enough to get the natural oils. She gatherd the bark stips together into her apron and carfuly made her way back to the bar. She went into the kitchin and laid the bark out before cutting it int to small chunks. She dumped them inot her last remaining good pot and poured water over them. She stoked the fire to a quick blaze and slid the pot over the burner. she moved back to the bar and went to grab all the flowers.

Stats hoped of the last table and quickly wiped them all down before grabing the large dutsy broom. She hummed sweeping the floor lifintg the heavy leaver of dirt and dust to releave the beautifly hard woods used in the floor. She swept the dirt out on the baclony where it was promplty wisked away by a summer brezze. she went to the bucket of water and dunked a rag in slashing watter all over the table her dress and the floor. She giggled softly and went to each table that no one was sitting at and poured some water on it. She then dumped the water on the floor. she quickly and throuly scrubed down ever surface on the tables and chairs that needed to be washes spalshing the rest of the water off on to the floor. She snagged a cloth mof form the corner and set to moping the floors. To anyone who dint know she looked to be dancing with the mop. She made her way to the balcony carful to not slip and fall and beet the mop on the outside of the large doors till it was mostly dry. Then she carefuly started to mop the floor picking up the extra water. She then gabed a floor scrubber that had long smooth stiff brisltes and she went about swepping the floor moving the extra water and lemons out the door and on to the baclony. Where the sun would dry the lemons and the birds could pick at there remains.