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 Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 5:50 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Light Pink Description: New! Fresh, sweet, bright. Your commentary on its flavour: L'Cakepies almost felt he would burst with all the good feelings. A new life, a new start! There was so much potential in this tea! He wondered what it would taste like when it had aged, but this moment in itself was very nice.
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 6:15 pm
Tea Guest Log  Colour of Tea Tasted: Light Pink Description: Awed, Humbled, Warm Your commentary on its flavour: So much warmth in one taste. Gun was almost jealous of the memory, he wanted to know what it felt like to feel so depended on, so joyous over a little life. The love and hope made him smile, and he hoped some day he could know the feeling firsthand.
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 6:18 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Pale Pink Description: Happiness with a slight bit of uncertainty, warm, loving. Your commentary on its flavour: After her first sip, Rime couldn't help but smile as the memory unfolded before her eyes. It's warm and fuzzing feelings at a new life finding it's home with someone who would love and cherish it lingered through out, and she hoped that the two still continued to share those feelings, wherever they were today.
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 6:59 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: ...Pink. Description: Fuzzy, confused, reluctantly pleased. Your commentary on its flavour: Okay, he had gotten the one about the baby. Babies needed care and feeding and teaching. Not little wispdogs. "Nope," he said into his cup. But... those big sparkly eyes were kind of helpless and... intriguing. He sighed, splattering some of the tea up onto his face. Stew slammed the cup back onto the table and hurried away before he could think about it any longer.
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 9:25 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Pastel pink. Description: Pleasant, familiar, warm, safe. Your commentary on its flavour: There was something familiar about this memory; something soft and gentle and untainted by the darkness of the world. He took his sips slowly and with great care, not wanting the memory to fade too quickly because he felt somehow safe here, like it was somewhere special. Rune decided he liked this tea very much.
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