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"A pleasure, Lucilion." she says, dipping her head to the tom. She would have to play nice with the sinner if she wanted to reel him in. "Can you help me make a heart?" she sweetly asked Hagan, batting her eyelashes in a sickeningly sweet way.
//ic opinions!!! omg what have i created??
i'm actually a massive ally of the lgbt community
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sure! Who makes?
oh hells yeah my home dawg? who shizzly mizzles the thrizzles?
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"Oh, that's wonderful, dear!" she said, smiling at the play-pretend. "Thank you, Hagan, it was my mothers!" her eyes were glinting as she saw Lucilion make his move. "My tea! Catch that dirty thief!" she called, leaping to her paws and taking a few steps over to him, play-growling.
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"May I have one, Miss?" the kitsune asked, smoothing down a patch of carpet as she sat down, making sure there was nothing there.
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Fleur had smelled the coffee, and had brought her own dainty china cup, mblazoned with gold flowers and green vines as she lay upon a frilly pink pillow, very close to the hue of her eyes, dipping her head politely to the boss.
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Fleur seemed to be the first one here, taking a seat and crossing her paws, bobbing her head along where needed. "A wonderful idea, Miss Brandy." she called, clapping her paws together a few times.
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Fleur padded in, slightly annoyed she hadn't been there in time to visit someone.
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Fleur padded over, a sympathetic gaze on her face. "I am terribly sorry, dear, about your identity crisis." she said, a small, sad smie on her face as she sat beside Lucilion. She was confident of her identity, her goals and her skills, and had no issue with flaunting any of them.
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Fleur padded over, tutting quietly at the feeble attempt to cover her. Trotting away, she fetched her hand-sewn patterned quilt, draping it over her limp form and cooing. "Come on, darling, have a little."
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Fleur padded over, eyeing the basket for anything of use to her. Tea sets, thread, lace, fans... nothing of the sort. Oh well. She smiled anyway, dipping her head to the visitor.
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princessofpink has logged in
fleur: i'm up!
Fleur: what r u doing?
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Fleur padded over, pink eyes curious as she watched the exchange.
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Fleur woke up at seven am precisely, her alarm clock denominated this. Donning her sparkly pink summer dress, a few hair accessories, and some pink ballet flats, she entered the bathroom, ready for her true calling- makeup. She ran a channel on youtube dedicated to helping girls find the right look for certain events. Finishing her signature look- pretty in pink, she called it, she left the pent house, taking the elevator down to ground floor, gracefully entering the taxi she had called for her, bag already in the boot. they made the drive to the airport, and she thanked the driver, tipping him fifty dollars as she moved her pink roller suitcase through the crowds, sipping a tea in a Starbucks cup they had made especially for the star. Boarding the plane, she checked her ticket, finding her seat behind a vibrant haired girl. Wait, there was only one person who that could be...
"Excuse me, but aren't you Brandy? Brandy Vocatus?"
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Fleur padded over also, seating herself on the other side of Lucilion, smiling up at the fine beast.
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Fleur followed soon after her parent, not catching any of the previous conversation but instead sitting quietly.
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Fleur followed along, making sure each fold was precise and neat before moving onto the next, even if that meant she was a few steps behind.
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"Of course." she said, dipping her head and mentally furrowing her brow. How was she meant to fix a coffee machine?!
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Fleur padded into the casino, her lacey gloves removed and game face on. She stared down her opponent, mouth curling a little to reveal sharp canines. She stalked halfway round, eyes never leaving its figure. Her weekly task was to fix the coffee machine, and she didn't know a thing about it. Tapping it with a paw, she sat back, pondering her course of action. "Figure out the problem." she announced to nobody, and went about making a cup of coffee. Turning the stream on, everything seemed fine, until she went to turn it off. Nothing happened. The hot liquid was pouring all over the floor, and she hurriedly rushed to put another cup under it.
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yeah, some days I just don't get enough time, I have three active charries including Fleur, and a leader and a medic, and I somehow have a life which is semi surprising?
@lucilion- who makes?
@An'nei- I'll take one! Who makes?
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"Oh, it is wonderful to see you! Are you heading to Comic-Convention too?" the eloquent fae asked, turning her had to see yet another YouTuber. "Emmet?" she asked the pale-haired male, her face breaking into an even wider grin.
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