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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/2/2017 3:59:15 AM
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[i]Aria just peacefully and very deeply slept over in the tent, all curled up in her robes and beneath the blankets. It was winter by now, and she felt it, even if, really, the cold hadn't done anything before. The little heart attack left her weak.[/i]
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[i]Azalea wouldn't feel the cold as she was from the coldest place in the seas so it was comforting to her. Only really needing her clothes she had on.[/i]
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[i]The little whittle dragon-elf slept for hours, resting a hole in the day. By the time she did awake, it was somewhere near the evening, her silver eyes fluttering open with a slight groan. She was feeling better, stirring a little before she rose up from the blankets.[/i]
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[i]when she wakes she hears a yawns. Azaleas had woken up from her nap and was tending to the fire as a campfire coffee pot sits in the coals warming up.[/i]
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[i]Aria slowly crawled out of the tent, moving on her hands and knees. She poked her head out through the entrance, her hair a little messy, though she had a shining smile. She gave her mentor a little wave as she sat down.[/i]
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"Sleep well? There's coffee brewing if you want some."says azalea [i]she smiles after yawning a bit as she woke up merely moments ago.[/i]
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[i]The little dragon-elf took a few moments to activate her spell again, whispering something in a foreign language. As such, she only caught about half of what Azalea said, but... Aria was smart enough to understand what was going on.[/i] "Yes... that would be splendid. Thank you, Ma'am."
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Edited by NightBloomsFell: 12/3/2017 3:57:46 AM[i]Azalea nodded as she had pulled the pot from the fire with a mitt. Pouring some of it into two cups.[/i] "You want cream or sugar? "Says Azalea
