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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
7/9/2016 2:06:59 PM
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Clara looked toward Cyan; she never knew that about her (neither did Reese), and she didn't look over 32,000 years old. She knows what it's like to be deemed useless; Reese was one of the few people who actually accepted her for who she was.
Reese repeated, "32,000 years? Well--I mean, you look very good for your age, but that's kind of a big thing to comprehend--it's not in any way a bad thing or anything; you must have seen...quite a lot."
He almost blushed, scratching the back of his head in awkwardness.
Trying to change the subject, Reese added: "Wait, if you're 32 thousand years old, and you--" then referring to Mortar "are about 20-something thousand, then that means..."
Clara didn't have a mouth, but it was apparent she was laughing.
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*Cyan smiles a little when you blush* Mortar: Yes, I am around twenty thousand, but this body is 32.
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Reese took a look around himself, then contently sighed. Clara's stomach growled again. Reese caught on to that. "Well, that venison isn't gonna prepare itself. If anyone wants, I'll prepare the spices." Clara stretched over to the edge of the roof; she held out her hand to Nekoluga, seeing if he would come along.
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*Nekoluga hops off and walks on Clara's hand* Cyan: Speaking of which, I have to turn it again, so it cooks evenly. *Cyan walks into the back room* Mortar: Yeah, I don't think you'll have anything to worry about here, there are no SHG members here, but I would be wary of Tubbs. He's a nice guy, but LOVES money.
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"Good note to keep in my figurative hand book," Reese thanked. "Well, let's get right to it." He then whispered, "Your sister's single, right (this stays between you and me)?" Clara rolled her eyes and followed Reese and Mortar into the back room, carrying Nekoluga with her. [spoiler]End this chain here?[/spoiler]
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*Mortar looks at you with confusion a moment, then puts on a sly grin* Mortar: yeah, but if you screw up, you WILL get your ass kicked. [spoiler]If you'd like.[/spoiler]
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"Understood." Reese readily acknowledged. Reese, Mortar, and Clara walked into the back room, the back door shutting behind them. [spoiler]I guess I might (there's three others waiting for me to reply anyway). That was pretty cool. :)[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah. Now all you gotta do is send an invite and hope someone accepts it. That is if you wanna join the group.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I already did; it's still pending.[/spoiler]
