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[golden_hawke]

-=He's quiet on the PCD, his arms free of any leather bindings so he can look at all the long, thing lines on his arms. Scars. Self inflicted scars. He's touching them, brows knit together in attempts to remember them.=-

I know why these are here, but I do not know when they came to be. They look old.

-=He glances up to the PCD, a stoic expression on his face.=-

And I have this creature in my house. I know him. I have named him. But I have not met any other creature here before like him.


-=He tilts his head slightly, trying to push the uneasy thoughts aside.=- Perhaps it is another event and I do not understand why.

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[thewinterdoe.livejournal.com]

I would love to, but... {Er.} What are you -

{That pout. Dear Merlin.}

I could lie. {It wouldn't be very good. Her eyes give her away.} It...h-has been awhile? {Sweet smile, please don't be mad, I'll bring cookies?}

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[golden_hawke]

There is no need to speak untruth.

-=He holds no fault.=- It is the earthen home. [x,y] Near the clinic.


-=It has been some time since he's had cookies.=-

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[thewinterdoe.livejournal.com]

That's good. I'm a terrible liar.

{She brightens.} Oh I saw that one! I'll be there shortly.

{Once the cookies are ready, she is on her way!}

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[golden_hawke]

I shall be waiting with the finest teas that can be created here.

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[thewinterdoe.livejournal.com]

I look forward to it!