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Posted: Tue Jun 27, 2017 4:30 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2017 3:35 pm
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Viveka was three steps from losing his mind. Everything had been going fine today. He'd opened his shop as usual, had a good amount of sales, and sat down for no less than a moment when, WHOOP, a fluffy little thief had made off with one of his best works! Knowing how long he'd spent on that particular vase and seeing it be so easily stolen made his skin crawl. Honestly, he wanted to claw his hair out from his scalp.
Tailing the little beast had proved no easy task, espescially for someone of his tastes, and just when he'd lost sight of it, another child stepped into his path with the weasel in tow. Oh, how he wanted to lunge forward. How he wanted to scream and tear that vase from their possession like it were his very soul. ... But, instead, he took a deep breath in and let out a sigh of relief.
"Thank goodness, I was so worried that it'd be broken!" He exclaimed, his voice high and cheerful as he sauntered toward them.
He made sure to give Pawpa a quick side glance before turning all of his energy to Kwelin, lest he give in and demand a pair of brand new weasel skin gloves for the trouble of this chase.
"My, dinner? How kind!" He continued, offering a hand to Kwelin. "I'll accept your offer, Sir Tourny, and you may call me Viveka. Viveka Baslet."
Yamashii Sorry this took so long! This summer has had me beat.
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