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I think it’s yours. Last RP was page 462.
?For our Blessed Lady's sake, bring us in good ale!?
Hehe guys, I forgot about this. My bad.
Hugo
Hugo nodded. Behind him, after inspecting the scale rip in her jacket, Barnes gave a solemn thumbs up.
I am out of signature ideas
Tenz
Tenz didn’t reply. He wanted to shrink into a corner. Reid was out cold. Barnes had tried to attack him. He didn’t trust Rowen, Pencil, and Emeline.
Without Reid, Tenz felt like a lost child among strangers in a strange land, longing for something he recognized. He gripped Omi’s jacket tightly.
When your charries have it so rough you are learning how to color dark under eyes...
That’s okay.
Emeline
Hugo and Barnes gave their agreement. The only one that seemed reluctant was Tenz, who stood watching the others nervously, gripping his jacket.
Emeline felt a strange pity for the boy as she watched him. “What’s wrong, Tenz?”
“He sure is a frog-walker, he heaves a big sigh
He only lacks wings for to be on the fly.”Tenz
As Emeline spoke, Tenz shrunk back against the wall. The vapor around him had all but disappeared besides the tendrils that carried Reid. “I want Omi,” His quiet, childish voice, barely to be heard, was tinged with loneliness and sorrow.
When your charries have it so rough you are learning how to color dark under eyes...
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