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             the smuggler stirred from her sleep feeling a familiar hand lay upon and grip her own, at first she thought it was just her love moving as she rested off her injuries, though soon realises she’s awake as soon as she hears those words come from her lips. “Verdi,” she speaks softly, a tired smile across her features. “you’re okay!” she raises from the uncomfortable chair and over to the cathar, kissing her lips softly, palm holding her fur lined cheek. “ra'tikaya ri, Verdi.”

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“you look like сестра cosima but you do not SMELL like сестра cosima. explain this.”

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        “Got anything that doesn’t like watered down grass to drink and somethin’ that doesn’t taste like a fruit cake to smoke?” You’re killin’ her, smalls. Absolutely killin’ her with all of this herbal mumbo jumbo. What’s a girl gotta do for a cold brew and a stoge every once in a while?

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       “Just drink the damn tea, will ya?” S’not like she was up half the night planted in front of a bright computer screen researching the hell outta herbal teas and natural remedies for upper respiratory illnesses. “Don’t ask where I got it or how I got it. Point is, I got it. Now drink up. Besides, isn’t this, like, your sorta thing? Teas and shit? I even brewed it myself. At least try it for my sake.” Ease her mind, calm her nerves, yadda yadda. So she’s concerned for her friend, sue her. “I’d like to know my time wasn’t wasted.” She plants herself on the edge of the mattress, one leg up and stretched out while an arm reaches behind to press and support her back so that she could angle herself a tiny bit more more towards the other. 

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The two sisters had only been playing together for a short while before Charlotte started yawning and growing sleepy-eyed. It didn’t take much to wear her out now that she had gotten sicker. She didn’t have to tote around an oxygen tank but she had did have to use it whenever she slept, which annoyed her to no end. With another loud yawn, Charlotte trudged over to Verdi and reached both arms out towards her, indicating that she wanted to be held.

“Pick me up.” It was a demand, not a suggestion. The little princess always got her way and she demanded to be carried upstairs. She’d wait until she was in her room before she listed her other demands. “I need a nap.”

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