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IC- So, Bismuth was dead and it was depression all round. Mushrooms could grow under the cloud of gloom everyone was dragging around. In some cases, normal life had even began to stop due to the death of what was still being called by many, 'the first mate'. Surely Bismuth wouldn't have wanted that? He'd have wanted for things to carry on, not for them to slowly grind to a halt.
Padding away from the corpse and it's increasingly large crowd of mourning cats, Lady Avorio made the decision to go and catch some prey, just incase anyone's depression was making them hungry. If anyone was able to pull themselves together enough to join her, they'd be welcome.[color=black]
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[size=8][align=center][color=black]Life is like a cherry blossom. It doesn't last long, so make the most of its beauty while you can.