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 Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2016 1:08 pm
σσς: ✹↮↜ ↝↮↜ ☽☾ ↝↮↜ ↝↮✹
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╒══════════════════════════════════════╕ Sohrab rolled his eyes as Sabih messed the hair up on purpose so that he would continue the 'fingers brushing the hair'. "I can get you some aleve. It's the most popular pain reliever in the human world." He offered as he heard Sabih saying he was fine going to his room. "Alrighty." He then felt Sabih's head off his shoulders, basically teasing Sohrab's offr with a sly grin, open-mouthed. "Hahaha, your hilarious." He remarked sarcastically as Fatina chuckled slightly seeing Sabih being a tease. Sohrab had the food set in front of Sabih so he could eat. He did feel himself stop when Sabih asked if he had seen Dingi, and the fact he smelled like burnt flesh. "Bu-Burnt Flesh?!" He and Fatina's eyes widened in sync as Sabih said that. "I....I never seen him." Sohrab mumbled, a little worried now. "I'll try to find him once we're done eating." He took a big mouthful of food, swallowing all of it, planning on rushing it. "Not if you're going to choke on the food." Fatina remarked as she was concerned Sohrab would suffocate from trying to stuff 'herself'. Sohrab did have to stop though, as after swallowing, he started coughing, as some little specks got to his windpipe. "S*it." Sohrab said in between coughs as now he had to sit there, get his breathing under control. "Damn it Dingi." He commented as he engulfed every piece of food he could in his mouth before rushing off, his cheeks as puffed up as a chipmunk. As he walked off, his cheeks slowly deflated, food slowly going down his throat in appropriate sizes. ╘══════════════════════════════════════╛
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2016 9:15 pm
 May you never be closed in an amber cage
With an amber lock and key. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
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「Who holds the riches
The jester or the king?
A fortress made from Fools Gold
Or the tears that treasure can bring?」||OOC: ||
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"Advil is better." Sabih grinned "But no thank you, the pain I have isn't something that earth can handle. They are very far behind in the way of medicines." Sabih shrugged his shoulders and he snickered at Sohrab's reaction and he raised his brows, wiggling them a little as he smirked. yeah, He was feeling better. With the food sat in front of him he smiled and took up a dish. He started to eat, looking not at all worried about the thought of Dingi being burnt. "Huh, you didn't smell it? I guess my nose is better... Or you're senses were still off." Sabih shrugged and continued to eat, watching Sohrab choke down his food until he was full enough to start to walk off. "I'm sure he's fine." Sabih said towards Fatina. "THey make a cute couple, dontcha think?" Sabih was just as bad as all the other girls. Dingi was in the inferiority with a few nurses who were tending to his bruises and wounds. Most notably his hand where he had shot the energy light from. It was hard to look at, lovely fifth and sixth degree burns, flesh from bone. Dingi wasn't too bothered as the nurses were cutting away the dead flesh of his palm. The room wasn't sectioned off like earth hospitals, but it was an open room, small enough to hold only 5 beds and the walking space to get around them. Though in this room it was only one bed, the one Dingi was sitting up on, and all of the items to properly have a surgery. They didn't even lock the doors or wear masks or such while they were cleaning the wound. His back was facing the door though and he was eating his breakfast as they worked, unable to see anyone peeking in, as he didn't want to.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2016 3:56 pm
σσς: ✹↮↜ ↝↮↜ ☽☾ ↝↮↜ ↝↮✹
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╒══════════════════════════════════════╕ Fatina raised an eyebrow at Sabih as he continued talking, before saying they would make a cute couple. "I know that Dingi will be alright...Abira though on the other hand...stuffing her mouth with food will cause issues." She mumbled, eating her share as well. Poor Fatina...she is probably the only one in the group that doesn't know who Abira really is.
Sohrab was able to get all the food down his throat, to later be in his stomach. He then went around, asking for the nurse's office (later on having to call it an infirmary for them), and he was told it was a few hallways down, opposite side of the palace. Sohrab nodded, and got to where it was as he then opened the door. He would not realize the full extent of the smell of burning flesh until he opened the door. The smell of beef and pork, combined with a smell of tires and charcoal combined together and went to his nose which made him shut the door as quickly, and quietly as possible. Gagging, he ended up vomiting his breakfast from the open window in the hallway, now the food that never had the chance to digest now laid in the bushes, food and liquid combined. "Oh god, that was the smell of burning flesh?! ******** me....uuuugh." He continued, his stomach laid on the open window, between the hallway and the outside world. "So much for visiting." He coughed, now his stomach hurting beyond belief. Imma need to have a liquid substances...soup maybe. He then wiped his mouth with his arm (not his clothes), now trying to figure out what he can do. He would normally cook something but is he allowed to?
He ended up back in the area where Fatina and Sabih was. Looking horrific anyway. "Are you ok?! You look pale!" "I threw up my whole breakfast, Sabih....is there a chance I can be allowed in the kitchen? I need to eat a liquid substance....like vegetable soup or something. ╘══════════════════════════════════════╛
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2016 7:55 pm
May you never be closed in an amber cage
With an amber lock and key. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
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「Who holds the riches
The jester or the king?
A fortress made from Fools Gold
Or the tears that treasure can bring?」 ||OOC: ||
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2016 8:57 pm
σσς: ✹↮↜ ↝↮↜ ☽☾ ↝↮↜ ↝↮✹
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╒══════════════════════════════════════╕ "I can cook." Sohrab intercepted with Sabih, as they went together to get the pots and pans. "When I still lived with parents, I was the only one who could cook. Mom was too bruised up to move, and Dad...well..he's worth less than s**t. So I know a few recipes. Besides, I rather not you have to cook for me." He then tried to figure out something easy to cook.... "If I could get to the human store, I could easily make some chicken soup noodle soup." He mumbled, then wondering if he was even allowed to cook since Sabih did tell him, on the first day of working here 'Not everyone is allowed to cook, too many have tried to poison the royals'....something close to that. "Well...soup is something easy to do...so either chicken noodle, gumbo, minestrone, or tomato bisque." Sohrab got beside him, as he struggled walking through, not elbowing everyone who were cleaning up the kitchen. "But yeah...I can always cook....I need to work for once besides chores here." He then was next to Sabih, not too close though as he put his hair up in a ponytail, kind of glad to do so (he always had his hair down). ╘══════════════════════════════════════╛
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2016 8:08 am
May you never be closed in an amber cage
With an amber lock and key. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
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「Who holds the riches
The jester or the king?
A fortress made from Fools Gold
Or the tears that treasure can bring?」 ||OOC: ||
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2016 11:30 am
σσς: I assume the way the dining thing works is that it's like a buffet for the harem people XD ✹↮↜ ↝↮↜ ☽☾ ↝↮↜ ↝↮✹
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╒══════════════════════════════════════╕ Sohrab laughed a bit when Sabih pretended to be offended. "I was just saying that I rather not waste your time." He then saw the pan and put it back to get the pot instead. He was going to make some easy soup that he can eat. He will easily make it in thirty minutes with leftover chicken, vegetable broth, noodles, dried herbs, and vegetables so it would simmer together in the pot. He did listen to one men who had reached over Sohrab's head, letting him know Sabih can't cook anything...besides Napoleons or Dumblings. "So basically, he only cooks things Dingi likes." He laughed as he waited for the soup to cook...it was going to be awhile.
So Sohrab went through his phone to check some stuff out, he didn't know if Sabih was going to stay or not. "I'll remember that." He told the man in response to where the key was. It then went on to thirty minutes where Sohrab just listened to his music, and played games on his phone until the timer went off and it had him look at it. It smelled very good, WAY better than what he smelled on Dingi. So he got himself a bowl of hot, simmering chicken noodle as he dragged the pot to the window between the dining area for the harem girls and the kitchen. The pot was but in a simmering stand so that it would stay hot, before he would sit down to eat...hoping that this one would stay in his stomach. He did feel some slight irritation on his arm; the arm with the tattoo. He rubbed it slightly, and wondered if it was growing still. He'll check it out later, for now...it just feel irritated. ╘══════════════════════════════════════╛
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2016 8:32 am
May you never be closed in an amber cage
With an amber lock and key. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
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「Who holds the riches
The jester or the king?
A fortress made from Fools Gold
Or the tears that treasure can bring?」 ||OOC: It's more or less family style xD Huge helpings on big plates to be divided up, but sitting it out there is acceptable too, any food left alone will be devoured no matter where it was||
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2016 10:36 pm
σσς: ✹↮↜ ↝↮↜ ☽☾ ↝↮↜ ↝↮✹
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╒══════════════════════════════════════╕ Sohrab would've snapped immediately and punched the man in the face for his comment about Sabih, but before he could do that, the man left and Sabih shrugged it off.
Meanwhile, Sohrab was in shock to see people coming in for the soup. Didn't they just eat breakfast?! He groaned as he ate what he assumed was his only bowl for the day. He did feel someone sit next to him and it happened to be Dingi, who did not smell like rotten meat and burning tires. "Oh Morning." He responded to Dingi as he ate his soup, trying to get some in his stomach before a day of working. Sohrab did see the hand that was bandaged up and it made him sigh. "You ok? That looked bad....from the very short time I glanced at it." He knew his tattoo problem seemed nothing compared to Dingi's burnt and rotten hand. "Were you able to sleep well?" He asked as he then drank the remaining broth, the bowl was now empty.
"Sorry...that I had to lead you to...what happened yesterday, causing you to damage yourself even more." ╘══════════════════════════════════════╛
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2016 4:16 pm
May you never be closed in an amber cage
With an amber lock and key. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
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「Who holds the riches
The jester or the king?
A fortress made from Fools Gold
Or the tears that treasure can bring?」 ||OOC: ||
▬ ▬ ▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ The people did leave a lot, since they only wanted a small sample of western food, most were more comfortable with their own food, having grown up on it, after all, but they were adventurous. When Nayu and Sabih got there, Nayu actually enjoyed it, and asked for more while Sabih didn't quite care for it, but he ate it anyways. Dingi didn't have any, yet, but he sat with Sohrab and looked at the bowl. He didn't remember asking anyone to make that, nor did he really realize Sohrab made it himself. "Hm? I'm fine. Can't feel a damn thing, and bit my tongue several times eating breakfast though." The prince shrugged his shoulders. "I didn't sleep at all, if you want to know the truth, I was worried about you and Sabih... mother is still trying to figure out your tattoo... But for the moment that demon is unconscious, so he shouldn't be hearing much..." He sighed a little and looked to his hand. "Don't worry about my damage, it's just my fighting style. Thankfully my body is easily fixed, and parts grow back over time. It's creepy, but hey. Godkin." He chuckled and smirks. "I'm waiting for the day I get my arm or leg lopped off and it refuses to grow back again."
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 6:30 pm
σσς: ✹↮↜ ↝↮↜ ☽☾ ↝↮↜ ↝↮✹
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╒══════════════════════════════════════╕ Sohrab could see that Dingi was looking at his bowl. "Oh, I made some chicken noodle soup...I threw up my breakfast after seeing your...'hand'. So I made soup, which seems like Nayu likes a lot." He eyed Nayu and Sabih who are eating, although Sabih didn't care about it much. Sohrab didn't mind, everyone had different tastes. "Ah I see." He responded to Dingi who then said he couldn't sleep at all, he was worried about Sabih and Sohrab. Sohrab normally would've blushed but since he said Sabih, he assumed that Dingi thought of him as a friend. "Well...that's good at the least...that he's unconscious." He tried to chuckle but it came out a little weird, for him anyways. He did tip his head slightly as he was told that as a Godkin, parts are easily grown and fixed. "Really? I guess that's an interesting benefit." He responded as he then stood up to get another serving, but there was only one serving left. He sighed, and had a hand toward Nayu. "Give me your bowl." He grabbed it and filled it up.
That bowl, filled with chicken broth, noodles, chicken, and vegetables, was given to Nayu, still steaming. "It's interesting that you like it." Sohrab then grabbed the empty pot and went to the kitchen to clean it slightly. Once cleaned, he wiped it down with a cloth before putting it away. He returned to Dingi who sat on the same spot Sohrab left him at. "So would you need to rest up?" He asked him, looking down since he was standing and Dingi sitting. "Let's hope your arm or leg doesn't get ripped apart." He mumbled as he then crossed his arms. "Is there a connection to these demon attacks....they really seem to be against you for some reason." ╘══════════════════════════════════════╛
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2016 9:22 am
May you never be closed in an amber cage
With an amber lock and key. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
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「Who holds the riches
The jester or the king?
A fortress made from Fools Gold
Or the tears that treasure can bring?」 ||OOC: ||
▬ ▬ ▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Dingi tilted back and chuckled. "Ah, sorry bout that... It's doing fine now, i'll remember to lock the doors next time." He chuckled and he patted Sohrab's head very gently with his good hand before letting it drop back to his side. He watched Sohrab go to Nayu, who did give SOhrab the bowl to have it filled. Nayu took it back and sat down with it. "It's mostly water...And it reminds me of something I cant place my finger on..." he said, looking into the bowl. He did see that the pot was empty and he got up from his spot and walked around into the kitchin, offering the bowl, still full, back to Sohrab. Dingi watched and he smiled at Nayu. "I dont really need rest" The godkin said. "I will keep going until I pass out, it doesnt really bother me." He shrugged and rubbed his legs, thankful he still had them. "Could be because I piss them off the most. There has always been a war over resources and portal usages, plus demons are always just pissed if smeone has more than them." Sabih decided to chime in; "It could be that you took their general from them. And their Lieutenant?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2016 7:56 pm
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╒══════════════════════════════════════╕ Sohrab had a slight blush when his head was patted, and gently too. He kind of wished DIngi didn't do that stuff. He was, however, surprised that Nayu came back to give Sohrab the full bowl of soup he made for the water god. "You sure...you don't want it?" He asked as he took it and ate it up. As he ate, he listened to Dingi talking about how they are pissed at him, and there had always been conflict on resources, portal usage, and the fact they have less than them. "That sounds familiar." He mumbled, remembering politics from his own home world. But then again, he rather not think about it. He did show surprise when Sabih mentioned DIngi took away the general and the lieutenant. "Now I can see why their anger is up to the roof." He muttered as he finished the bowl of soup. He did get up and then put the bowl to the sink to wash it off. "So what's going to be done now? I now know going to my home world doesn't guarantee my safety. Is there a way to tell if there are demons? Besides the whole obvious awkwardness in forcing to rip their shirts off." He rubbed his arm, realizing that the tattoo he had on could possibly freak someone out if they saw it. So he knew it was better to keep that arm covered. 'Dingi..." He sat down next to him and gave him a side hug. "I want to thank you....I owe you my life." He then released him. "I wanted to try to solve the problems I cause by myself, but I guess I wasn't strong enough to handle him." He chuckled bitterly as he rubbed the back of his head. "Maybe if I find some god to give me a blessing, I can finally fight back...maybe." ╘══════════════════════════════════════╛
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2016 3:16 pm
May you never be closed in an amber cage
With an amber lock and key. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
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「Who holds the riches
The jester or the king?
A fortress made from Fools Gold
Or the tears that treasure can bring?」 ||OOC: ||
▬ ▬ ▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Nayu gave a quick nod, thumbing towards Sabih, who had given the god a second helping already. When the bowl was taken he returned to the window between spots and he hopped on the counter. No one ever yelled at him for sitting on things, it was always cleaner when he got off them. He did kick his feet and listened to the conversation. Dingi looked away, playing innocent. "Well I couldn't help it if they like me better." He mumbled, grinning in a dark corner where Shadow was sitting. He seemed happy sitting in the corner. Dingi's attention was brought back to Sohrab quickly though and he sighed. "Not really, its a sixth sense of sorts. Which can be opened, but it is mentally tiring. And physically, since you're not allowed sleep for a week." He shrugged gently and sighed. When Sohrab came to hug him, Dingi lifted his arm and wrapped an arm around Sohrab. "You owe me two of your lives. You must know, once you are entangled with gods and demons, you can do nothing alone. We will help, but only if you tell me what you need." Dingi said, Sabih nodding in agreement. "Nayu may give you a bles-" "No." Nayu said, gesturing to Sabih. "I've passed on my curse to one person, that's all that needs it. Perhaps the others that live in the city will help." The water god looked a bit irritated, but he was worried about passing out another blessing.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2016 5:06 pm
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╒══════════════════════════════════════╕ Sohrab laughed when Dingi teased that he couldn't help it. Unfortunately, Demons can only be sensed with the sixth sense which Sohrab definitely didn't have. So he frowned, now he was going to be paranoid of any stranger approaching him. He felt an arm him, which was from Dingi who said that Sohrab owed him two lives and that he cannot do anything alone. "Two lives? How do I owe you two lives?" He snickered, just trying to be amusing to them. Although when Dingi mentioned Nayu giving a blessing, the water god was against it. "I am not forcing anyone to give me a blessing." He mumbled knowing Nayu was against it. "I am not that desperate for it. It was...just me thinking...since it seems like I make the situation worse...from the demon that was kidnapping girls to the demon that have me this tattoo." He sighed, feeling a little pathetic. "I'll just train myself physically...that's something I can do." He then stood up. "Get some rest Dingi, you do deserve it. See you guys later." He then took his leave to do his chores.
Throughout the whole day, Sohrab did his normal chores; cleaning and organizing. He then went to the fight club once it opened and he trained with everyone. He needed to get his strength together. He did go to the garden and practice punching and kicking a tree, doing many different moves. His hands were red, with the possibility of bruises. He cannot let what happened again. With only wearing a sleeveless shirt with capris, he was fighting the tree which would seem weird to some people. He knew he was safe so the tattoo can come out.
"Damn it, I can't let it happen again." He mumbled as he then left. Once getting to his room, he was wiping off the sweat when his phone vibrated. He picked it up to see it was an e-mail. He raised an eyebrow to see what it was, to see it was an event announcement to a fair nearby.
He stuffed the phone in his pocket and went to go to get dinner. A little sweaty, and with his hair up in a ponytail, he sat down next to Fatina. "Hey, how are you feeling?" "I am doing good, all I have is bruises and I treated it with medicine. What about you?....Any update on that Tattoo?" When she said that, that was when Sohrab realized he forgot to change. His sleeveless shirt did not hide it and the women around them looked horrified seeing it. "s**t...well...it's not growing so that's good, but it's not going away." He mumbled as he fixed his ponytail. "DIngi is ok though, so I am relieved about that. Sabih forgave me, and Nayu is...well..he's himself." That had Fatina chuckle. "For sure! I am surprised Dingi didn't kill him as soon as he was there, since you were hurt so badly." Sohrab raised a brow, wondering why Dingi would act like that. Fatina's thought reminded him of Anime when the boy would get more aggressive than normal if his loved one (girlfriend) got hurt. That's not really Dingi... Although he remembered how he reacted when Sohrab was about to...to...he shivered remembering the attempted sexual assault. But he always thought Dingi would do that for anyone who is in danger. "That's for the better though, since it would've attracted human attention." That got Fatina to nod in agreement.
He then had Fatina follow him as they were going to sit next to Sabih and Nayu. "Hey Sabih, my town is having a fair. For dragging you to my mess, let me make it up by taking you at the least. It's very fun. Fatina can go if she's not busy." "I won't be! I'll be sure to get my chores done early!" ╘══════════════════════════════════════╛
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