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*she smiled, with no blush now, and continued what she was doing and within a few minutes, both sculptures were painted and dry, they were perfect mirrors of the real thing, and she held them out as a gift* i thought you would like them, and thank you (ur so fast lol!) |
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*she smiled, with no blush now, and continued what she was doing and within a few minutes, both sculptures were painted and dry, they were perfect mirrors of the real thing, and she held them out as a gift* i thought you would like them, and thank you (ur so fast lol!) |
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(lol, I know) Sylvester looked a bit shocked but doing his best to concieve it. "Thanks..." He said awkwardly as he gently grabbed the gifts and walked away. |
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Neutral
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(hehe) *she smiled and grabed two more chunks of wood the same size as the origonals and started to make the sculptures again, this time for her personal collection, but stoped to say your welcome before doing them* |
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Lightbringer
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Sure, school wasn't over yet but did Sylvester care? No, not really. And he was pretty sure his sister nor parents would care either. He walked straight past his classroom and made a beeline for the exit. |
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Neutral
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*she chuckled when she seen this and teleported to a nest she had made in a tree, finishing the sculptures and adding them to the little collection she had* (kinda wanna make some drama lol) |
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Lightbringer
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Sylvester was so in his thoughts that he didn't notice a rock, thankfully, he managed to break his fall with his legs and saved the sculptures as well. |
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Neutral
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*she squeaked and hopped down, gently helping him up then she gathered the sculptures and some of his other things that had fell and gently put them back in his bag* |
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Lightbringer
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He wanted to hiss at her but didn't. Instead, the boy quietly thanked her as he went back on his way. |
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Neutral
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*she smiled, his energy was similer to hers, gentle and kind, but usually wants to be left alone and kinda quiet, she wiggled and said your welcome before going back up into the little tree house she had made, and put her sculptures, newest ones included, on a shelf, and smileing as she looked at each one* |
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