jessie
Ghetto Posta
The fervor, the fire, the feathers, this fever defies measure.
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Post by jessie on Apr 13, 2016 9:53:07 GMT -5
"Thanks! Don't worry, I'll probably speak to you again when I wake up." She directed that to both of them. She smiled and waited for them to take off, no intention of joining them, obviously. "Stay safe." She wanted to give them other well-wishes, but there were really none appropriate for the situation. 'Don't talk to strangers' didn't really work here.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Apr 13, 2016 11:08:29 GMT -5
"W-Will do..." Lagola murmured, nodding back to her.
"Laters!" Cortemsprite saluted, then he propelled himself and Lagola upwards. When Lagola squeaked and fiercely tightened her grip, the sprite apologized and respectfully slowed down.
As they ascended above the golden city, Lagola sadly looked down at Kamulo for a few seconds, quickly closing her eyes when the elevation made her dizzy with fear. She kept her eyes shut and her arms snugly around Cortemsprite during the trip back to LOWAP, never looking back, never looking ahead.
She didn't want to remember what happened.
She didn't want to know what was ahead.
Sensing her worry, Cortemsprite gave her a gentle pat on the arm. "Hey... It's gonna be okay. A'ight?"
"Mm-hmm..."
It was going to be okay...
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The rogue could only hope.
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