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                                        vintergudinnan liked for a starter

          ❝ Hm. New host. ❞ Not a question––an observation, for the one that knows all needs not to ask. Typically still is her form, ethereal and light yet as cold as the winter's chill another embodies –– the chill that comes from Mother Earth's own  b r e a t h. Indeed, she seems not to be quite there; almost faded is the slender silhouette of the planetary sovereign amidst a raging blizzard. In but a blink of an eye, she may be gone; yet she remains. Out of politeness, if anything.

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                                        keepers-of-the-tor liked for a starter

          ❝ Hold this. ❞ Honestly, it's better not to question. 

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                                        playedaviciouspart liked for a starter

          ❝ ––interesting. ❞

Quiet, just mildly curious is the tone of her voice; each vowel is lazily  s t r e t c h e d  on her tongue despite the intensity of that studious gaze. Raven-haired head tilts sideways as a small smirk curls the entity's lips, musing on something known to her alone.           ❝ I would like a sample, if you don't mind. ❞ What sort of sample is meant here gets no clarification. 

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                                        illusivexemissary liked for a starter

          ❝ Did I give you one of my overprotective older sibling talks yet? ❞ Stated as a matter of fact, with but a quick glance in the other's direction; one that can almost be read as mischievous.            ❝ I had a good one prepared, is all I'm saying. ❞

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                                        shadowedcenturion liked for a starter

          ❝ ––you're better off staying at Sylvie's, you know. ❞ Does she sound nervous? Perhaps just a little; what with how slender hands fidget with the pistol grasped in shaky fingers and how she paces her office's polished floor in long, aggressive steps. The Boss halts just a moment to look out the penthouse's window, shoulders tense and gun absently tapped against her thigh.           ❝ At least for the next week. Or two. Three's even better. ❞

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          ( is there a better time to continue aggressively             pursuing a lifestyle of an unsociable hermit? )                        ( no. it is perfect. live the dream. )