#v; empty fields

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@sparks-the-disgruntled

Lucine didn’t know what to say of the idiot boy, he seemed able to survive the wastes normally but she didn’t trust he’d stay intact. She appeared behind him, the only marker of her presence being the influx of butterflies. She grabs him and snatches him back.

“You do realize there are mines here? Or are you just blind.”

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@capitalsavior

Such nice hair. Lucine was jealous of girl’s who had pretty perfect colorful hair, her own was just a curly dark mess. She had it messily tied up off her face, it was difficult to teleport when your hair was against you. She touched her own self consciously.

“That’s such a nice cut.”

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@programmablesoul

Lucine’s awful fond of caravans, just like being at home on the plot. She’s left, her camera in hand, because of her desire to travel and to take photos of beautiful things. She looks to the caravan guard, and winks at him as she raises her camera.

She takes a photo of their face, not once, but three times.

“Hey.”