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Post by demikara on Aug 25, 2018 13:24:16 GMT -6
"I've got enough of that at home." She admitted and stood, smiling. "Keep in touch while you're out there." She brushed against the other in the mimicry of a hug. Being held tight was still something she tended to struggle with, though she was getting better with it. Hopefully the trip would be a safe one and her friend would return home safely. If not well. Aerilyn could always take the fight to them. she was pretty handy with a rail gun, even if she no longer took it with here everywhere she went.
Terra had a fragile peace now. There was much less need to always be armed.
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Post by Ylanne on Aug 25, 2018 22:34:19 GMT -6
"We'll see how well the comms will behave," the old woman replied, accepting the proffered hug, or what passed for one from her younger counterpart. "Take care of yourself. I'll see you soon."
Soon, Drulović would be left to her laundry and cleaning, the hours passing closer to sunset and dusk, the chocolate fragrances fading, the curtains falling still from wind. In the morning, she would depart quiet as she'd arrived home the evening before this unexpected visit.
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