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1/21/2016 12:59:01 AM
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Although the scene shouldn't bother her, it does. Zara holds back exclaim as her eyes widen at the sight. She cringes at the sound of the shot.
Whatever could that thing have wanted in the first place?
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[b]walks out still wearing the shredded jacket[/b] In case you're wondering I have a garden that grows all kinds of things especially forbidden fruits to humanity...they're said to grant power to those that consume them [b]under the jacket she sees a white object move before blood stains it[/b]
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Zara gets up and walks over to him. "Ah! No wonder. Why bother growing anything dangerous like that at all? And your jacket! Are you hurt?" She looks worried and places a hand on his arm as she checks him over. "Oh what's this?"
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That is my tail..nothing actually appears from thin air...everything changes it's shape and position but the tail stays
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"Oh that's right! But your getting bloody! What is this? Off with the jacket." A serious composure fills her.
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But...fine [b]takes off the jacket and shirt staring at the ground[/b]
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She gasps a bit, but holds her composure. Laying the jacket on a chair she sees the extent of the damage. "I cannot believe you let that thing get anywhere near you. You..." She pauses looking at his chest, then shakes her head. "It's not too bad. Just bad enough to drain blood everywhere." Zara casts a spell to help heal the wound a little faster so as not to get anymore blood on his person or the floor. "There it's done. I like you a lot, but you can't make me personally bathe you. Go clean up before the pups wake up." She smirks.
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Now I remember why you're nicknamed the mother...such a shame that you can't keep a dog under control [b]picks up the jacket and walks out[/b]
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Her eyes widen. "What on earth do you mean? Lethal..." She crosses her arms. Deciding whether to follow him or not. Then she does. "What do you mean? Why would I need to control anyone or dog for that matter?"
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Edited by Forlorn Crow: 1/21/2016 1:46:11 AM[b]walks at a slightly faster pace up a flight of stairs[/b] Just wait and see
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Blindly she follows him, slightly annoyed. "Wait and see what? Cryptic responses have never been my favorite, you know that!" Zara pulls up her dress a bit as she tries to follow his increased pace. "Uggggh! Now I sound like some nagging... Ah! You brat! Lethal when I get a hold of you!"
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[b]sits patiently at the top of the stairs smiling[/b] Is something wrong?
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As she catches him she pokes him in the chest. "You are such a brat! What did you mean back there? What you last said to me? Look at you smiling.... Why do I feel like I've fallen into a trap?"
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Well technically speaking you didn't fall you walked but there's no trap ahead..just the garden
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She huffs and sits in his lap. "Technically speaking you are avoiding my question. You seem to like this garden though."
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Mhm and I'm just too lazy to really explain why
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"Ah to lazy for even me? Well you shouldn't have rushed up those steps the way you did." She kissed his cheek and stood up. "The garden is this way then? I can look? Just not touch?" Zara began towards the garden.
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You can observe the plants just avoid the ones that are surrounded by water that looks like blood
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"Ok then." Closer to the garden she can smell the wet earth mixed with some strong floral fragrance. "Wow..." She says quietly as she is amazed by this little piece of paradise. Slowly she walks as her eyes take in every little detail.
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[b]walks over to a tree that seems to grow a round fruit[/b] This is one of the many fruit man kind was forbidden to touch
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Zara walks over to Lethal and stands beside him. "Ah, what of the plant there?" She points to one a little ways off with magnificent purple flowers.
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Hmm I can't properly remember
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"Oh? That's ok. There are so many plants here. It's really beautiful. What is your favorite one?" She turns to him and takes his hand in hers.
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Hmm it would probably have to be the roses
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"Really? What color is your favorite?" She drew a little closer.
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I feel like this is a test...I like the color red
