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“Oh! It makes the cutest noises!” Holding carefully in her hand was a small wind chime. If she had just a little more money she’d probably buy it.

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@passhone
“Oh! It makes the cutest noises!” Holding carefully in her hand was a small wind chime. If she had just a little more money she’d probably buy it.
@passhone liked for a starter!
“ y’know, i used to be something of a gardener myself. ” of course, his idea of ‘gardening’ was plucking fruit out of the hands of hapless street vendors, but it was no less true. he figured as much, anyways.
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Peering around, it wasn’t hard to see she was somewhere outside of the galaxy boundaries, right past it by a couple light years. Regardless, Milt felt no different about her wherebouts, as it helped stir up a sense of familiarity. “--Huh, place reminds m’ of m’ new home really. Wonder if this planet was underdeveloped a few years ago...it wasn’t on th’ map.”
what kind of relationship could they have? well :^)
OH BOY :^))))
Really, though, the relationship between Red and Sybil is so great. You’ve got Sybil’s megacrush and Red’s…. anticrush, basically? Let’s go with anticrush. And then there’s dealing with the aftermath of the game, now that Red knows about Sybil’s secret hobby murdering important people :^))))
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“Please, take it!” Determined expression, a rose in hand presented in front of her. Daring isn’t a word Argilla would use to describe herself. No, she prefers impulsive and stupid for not thinking her actions twice. Regardless of the time spent among humans, she has yet to understand how to keep a grasp on her feelings. Lingering silence allows her to realize how wrong this can appear, the sniper bitting her lips despite her smile.
“I have too many, I’d be happy if someone as beautiful... I-- I mean... ” She’s making it worse, isn’t she? Explaining herself was supposed to mend things, not dig deeper her grave.
“Um... Hahaha... what was I saying? You don’t have to...”