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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: center; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt gray; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 1px;][size=20pt]kurt [color=#C379C6]hummel[/size][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;][color=lightgrey]INFO — BATTLE TAGS — OTHER[hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt; font-family: arial;]It was dark out, and Kurt was, strangely, not all that tired. He wasn't able to sleep as was, and he was also distracted with trying to learn how to use sewing needles as a cat. He loved making clothes, but that was difficult when: one, he couldn't find a sewing machine and he wasn't aware he could just conjure one, and two, he had no thumbs. It was hard to hold needles without a fifth finger. But he would figure it out. Later.


    For now he had to keep a promise. Thus he grabbed his makeup kit and rushed over to Solardust's abode, knocking gently upon their door. "Hello? Its Kurt!" He chirped, standing straight with a warm smile spread across his face. He didn't want to make them nervous like he had before.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]Solardust hadn't really been doing anything -- mostly lounging around and tidying up the space, making sure that it was clean and well. It wasn't like there was much else to do besides that and writing in their journal, or even in their notepad. They ... weren't a very busy person, admittedly, and with the lack of such, it ... was a bit boring.
    But, hearing the voice, and the, well, knocks, Solardust spun around, grinning. Well, that was nice. So, without hesitation, Solardust moves towards the door. As little as they'd interacted with the guy, they were rather fond of him. While the door is admittedly weird compared to when they were a human, they'd had to adjust the cabin a lot -- I mean, seriously, they were a goddamn cat. How were they supposed to open a door for humans ? Though it had taken a lot of work.
    So, they pull it open, stumbling. Wow, it was still a bit flawed, huh ? Well, nobody said that Solardust was good architect. "Hey Kurt!" They greet him, stepping aside to let him in, if he so wished.
    //hello muse yes where have you been
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