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12/9/2015 12:01:46 AM
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Ah this is where it gets complicated. He understands him, but could not respond. So he changes to a siting position from his crouched one. It was, well, awkward.
English
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Here try this *slides a large notebook and a bottle of ink over*
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Ah yes! This will work. He dips his tail into the ink and writes, in rather sloppy handwriting but still eligible:[i]I was here when the ship was first made. I was too scared to present myself due to my rather hostile appearance. So I simply observed and learned. You are rather unexpected though. But I am glad.[/i]
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I enjoy making people glad
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He tilts his head slightly. As if to ask:What now?
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Well maybe you should stop lurking around the ship and actually let people know you've been here..if anything you're probably the only normal one around here
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At the mention of stop lurking he quickly runs to the shadows. He probably doesn't want to.
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Would giving you a cloak make you feel more comfortable out in the open?
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He slowly comes out of the shadows and nods.
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Well this should suffice as long as you don't suffer from any pollen related allergies...just try to avoid going behind me *slowly takes off the cloak and holds it out to him*
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He takes the cloak hesitantly and puts it on. He puts on the hood as well. He then stands to his full height which is a startling 8'0. The cloak surprisingly hides all of his inhuman features.
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If you brush down the cloak the pollen will spill out into a shadow like substance for a few hours thanks to the black rose pedals I made it from
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He shakes his head. He slowly removes the cloak. He hands it back to you. He needed to show this place for who he was. This could go really well, or really bad. He didn't care. He slowly made his way out of the basement. But then instantly crawled to the ceiling so nobody saw him.
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*folds up the cloak and follows* Well that's a start I suppose
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He crawls across the ceiling at startling speed and disappears from your eyesight. He was going to make some friends. Or foes. Hopefully the first.
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Well I suppose I'll go to my room then *unfolds the cloak and puts it on walking off*
