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"Bip bop"
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"Let's dance, Xerath..." The duelist said extending her arms to the magus in an offer. (( SING ò-ó))
NO.
//Seven!! <3
//I must say that I luv you and I luv your art and I luv every of your Rps too
// aaaaa long time no talk thank ye fiora mun I love your art also ;v;
[M!a]The duelist walked up Xerath, embracing him closer to her body. "You feel better, dear?" She asked with a smile.
As soon as her arms wrapped about his thin body he froze still, awkward as ever and his eyes wide and frightened. He gently tugged at her arm with thin fingers, a frown on his forehead. "Fiora...?" He questioned, a slight quiver in his voice. "I am fine. Thank you."
"... Again."
"...Yes."
"Your head is a triangle."
IT IS A BIT MORE... ROUNDED. IN PLACES. I DO NOT KNOW... I DO NOT OFTEN LOOK IN A MIRROR IF I AM HONEST.
"Sing something to me."
LIKE WHAT. YOU KNOW MY SINGING IS TERRIBLE. YOU KNOW.
☁
Sometimes it seems as though my mere presence offends her, and other times it seems she prefers my company to others’. Quite the paradox of a woman.