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fuck yall i’m deleting

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lol

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rrrrrrr icons don't work here either

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Well that’s new.

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(( Pft. Don’t lose your head over it~ ))

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oh thank god i'm still logged in on one browser.

Um well, basically my browsers and skype are both hecking up really badly at the moment.

Skype is still accessible and everything, but it's impossible to log into tumblr or anything else.

uuuuugh...

this is gonna be until i get back to school, yeah... so 8 days.

i can reply to things, but it'll be without icons.

sorry guys.

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Well that's new.

[blindfoldedchinadoll-blog]

    Sitting at a table out in the open was rare for the inn child, due to his tendency to stay in his room. His small form was sitting at the bar, a plate of food placed before him by IA, one of the two barkeeps, and a drink of diluted sake placed next to it by Miku, the other barkeep. Luka, IA, and Miku were also seated on various places of the bar, eating as well.

    Having not expected customers, the blindfolded child waltzed toward the sound of the door chime, bowing politely. There was a small speck of food on the corner of his mouth, yet otherwise, he was impeccably clean.

        "My apologies, sir or ma’am, as we are closed right now. The inn is not open until later, I am afraid. If you are looking for a meal, I believe Lukasan would not mind taking you in for one."

    A delicate bow was given to the visitors, countenance delicate, fair, and unbreakably fragile.

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The blond servant, though he would rather not admit it, was terribly lost. Delivering packages to people with certain addresses was easy enough, but trying to find someone that was almost always on the move? Sometimes Allen had to wonder what exactly Riliane was thinking,

Oh, but he could smell food. Great, he'd probably need some. It was getting late, and he was rather hungry... Following the smell, he soon stumbled upon a small inn. Unaware that it was not open for business, he pushed the door open.

Blinking at the other blond that had greeted him, he bowed in reply, feeling that it was only polite to do so. Though, that sort of tradition wasn't from Lucifenia... Maybe the innkeeper and their workers were from around Levianta, or somewhere similar. 

"I-I apologise. I was just looking for a place to eat... I shall leave if that is what you wish." He rather wouldn't, but he wasn't going to say that.