if it's not like the movies Δ private, claire

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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px solid black; width: 350px; height: 15px; margin-top: -34px; color: #999977;][sub]IVANA GOLDEN ANN XERXES Δ WINDCLAN Δ 4 MONTHS[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 8px;][justify][sub]Truth be told, Ivana was still unbelievably disgusted with herself since she'd murdered that male, and she had been locked in her room since. However, she needed a bit of fresh air. So, for the first time in days, the child could be found elsewhere. She was only just outside her room, but it was better than nothing. Nevertheless, the little albino was taking a nap against her door while Apricot enjoyed some alone time inside.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 0px solid black; width: 350px; height: 15px; margin-top: -34px; color: #aa88aa;][sub]CLAIRE TARGARYEN ♚ WINDCLAN ♚ 6 MONTHS[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 8px; color: white][justify][sub]Truth be told, Claire had been feeling a mixture of odd emotions since discovering Ivana and what she had done. She wanted to be worried sick about the younger girl but given her naturally cold and judgmental personality, she found it easier to be angry instead. That was why, when she stumbled upon her, a look of moderate disgust appeared upon her features. [color=#aa88aa]"Who let you out?" She inquired, wrinkling her nose, [color=#aa88aa]"aren't you dangerous?"
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: auto; height: auto; font-size: 38px; color: #ccbbaa][justify]Δ[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-left: 5px solid #ccbbaa; border-right: 0px solid black; border-top: 0px solid black; border-bottom: 0px solid black; width: 400px; height: auto;][sub]Being a light sleeper, Ivana was woken up immediately by the familiar voice of the older fem just in time to hear her entire statement. Memories came rushing back and she felt tears brimming her eyes as she curled into a ball, flattening her ears against her heads. "I'm... I'm not dangerous," the child sniffled. [color=#ccbbaa]"I didn't mean to hurt anyone."[/fancypost]


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