*Sable walks in, holding her left arm as if it was injured*
English
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A Shadow of Crowley walks by*
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*looks*
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“Hey Sable how you been?”
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Alright. Yourself?
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“Yeah I’m fine......” Blaze noticed how she’s holding her arm. “What’s up with your arm?”
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Got in a scrap. It'll fix itself soon
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“Alright.......do you want anything?”
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Just a drink, please.
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“Okay.” Blaze leaves for a moment before passing you a drink. “Guessing you fought with someone hunting you?”
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Yeah...
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“Jeez they.......hurt ya.”
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I'll get better soon
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“That’s good at least!”
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Very good. Where did you get the plant?
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“At a plant store.”
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.... fair enough, I suppose
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“Yeah. Apperentlt she hasn’t seen anything like it, though.” He points at Fox.
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Who is she?
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“Oh, her names Foxglove.”
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Foxglove?
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“Yeah. She’s a Druid I met a few weeks back.”
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A druid?
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“Yeah. Why?”
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Curious
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“What do you mean?”