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In truth she had felt this feeling before; with Kiba. The drawn sensation reeling her in
by simply feelings that left her chest bubbling until she came closer. Searching,
as she would had it been the call to Paradise. Of course, it had led her to
a mess of things. Places she didn't understand, each thing Cheza stopping
momentarily. Acquainting herself to each object by simply running her hand
along its frame. The girl spins turns about, left and right. Feeling her away
around the building. Managing her way through the floors, stairs being the
only path of choice she'd take until she came to a floor. Door opening to
the narrow path way.
Down the hall she walked, noting the soft footing below her. Each step placed had
taken her closer to her destination. Though where this was the flower
hadn't the faintest clue, but she was a being who followed always upon
instinct. She understood life through this means, especially when
her life had been created for such means.
The door before her, Q-3. A peculiar feeling about her had caused her to open the
door where upon she walked inside. A brimming smile upon her face.
Whom ever this person was, Cheza felt important that she stayed beside
them. As if he too were to be protected by the flowers, by her. She would
never question it, no but accept it with open arms. As she walked toward the
lad. Wolfram, whom may have been attending to a thing or two--or perhaps
getting acquainted. Regardless of what his actions had taken. The girl had
moved forward to embrace him sensually. Arms wrapped around his figure.
Her face buried into his chest.
❝This one meets you at last.❞
