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    Polaroid had made the decision to befriend Poisonedvoid very suddenly. It was how she was in most aspects of her life, making decisions without really thinking about them too much. Currently, she was standing near the border of the territory, mainly just for diplomacy's sake, a basket at her feet. Inside of it were various pieces of freshkill, all of which she had hunted down herself. She had to provide for those she wanted to befriend. It was just how she worked. Maybe it was a bit unorthodox, taking things in the way of providing for and proving herself capable of caring for them, but she just wanted to show that she would be a valuable friend!


    Clearing her throat, the dinosaur called,"Pois? I brought you a gift!" She waited patiently, tongue sticking out from her mouth ever so slightly, almost as if she didn't notice that it was hanging out. She probably didn't.


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    The Priest hadn't expected to see the black sails' Captain again so soon. Nor had he expected her to bring him a gift of any sort. The deep pink serval teleported onto the scene shortly after hearing his name being called. It was odd hearing it from anyone other than Lucius, but he had allowed Polaroid to use it. "Well, thank you." Poisionedvoid meowed as he glanced down at the basket of freshkill. It was..interesting to say the least; unexpected more or less.

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    "Think of it like..."she chirped. She paused for a second, face becoming a bit concentrated as she tried to think of the right way to word this. "A friendship basket? That sounds too weird. A buddy feast? Ew. That sounds weirder. Uh... Oh, well! You get what I'm saying, right?" She turned her emerald optics toward the Priest, a broad grin spread over her features. Her child-like attitude was less than professional, but she supposed that it got her through things well enough. Her optimism made people happy, and that was all that mattered!


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