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*marla*

Give...
*swaps over*
I learned with boro and Maria...

Put your hands round my waist... And no higher... And. Hold on..

*puts unicorn into a slow trot*
See ready to go faster?

*Maiev grabs her eye and growls*

*Looks at the paper aeroplane*

Maiev: WHO THE HELL IS "I'M"?!

Larry: Alright.

*Larry walks on all fours to Thoth's room*

Larry: Thoth are you there? Morrigan requires some of your cloths.

*Looks down at the magenta stain*
Urp.
*Tenses up at the motion and reflexively kicks the horse's sides*
*Suddenly, maximum speed*
AGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-
*Horse extends wings and takes flight*

*Hops into bed and lies there*
Ok! It's really soft!
*Begins to stretch a bit and the frilly dress lifts slightly*
Oops!
*Pulls it down*
Can cleaning ladies cook too?

...I guess Cal and Boran are walking, then!? [Holds out arms at the vanishing horse]

[Sighs] It's a very nice meadow. [Holds Amelia's hand and squeezes it gently]

*unicorn races to the tower and arrives atna familar looking door*

*Marla dismounts*
Ok.. That was fast...

Ok.. So how do we get in?
And I swear the unicorn grabbed my bum?

*a second paper airplane hits Malev in the leg, and attached to it is a small grammar book*

Amy: Yes, it is...

*Frowns*

Amy: I take it that's a no to me trying to fly us?

~

*Maiev watches the paper aeroplane sink into the water*

Maiev: ?

*Screams a little at every altitude change*
*Holding Marla's sides tightly enough to leave marks*
Why. Why. Why. Why.
*Horse dives and skims a meter above Yarrick's head*

*Thoth quickly hides the book he's reading and clicks his beak in interest*
Thoth: She may borrow some yes. But why does she require them?
*Stuffs book under the cushion of his chair and goes to his dresser to look for the darkest clothes he has.*

*Cal laughs at Verdai*
Cal: I think I'd prefer to walk *Still laughing*

It's only a short walk, and maybe I'd like a little time with you? [Leans head on shoulder as they walk] [Looks up at the clouds]

[The door has a set of differently sized handprints set into it] [One has less fingers than a human hand]

*I'm sitting under a tree by the lake*
*I have a relaxed smile on my face*

*Cal quickly strolls past Amelia and Yarrick to leave them to each other*

*Quetz is tearing around the room looking angrily for Wade*

*Larry sighs*

Larry: Wade got his hands on a size altering weapon, and now he has made Morrigan 12 feet tall.

*Leo still be learning magics*

*Marla after the landing near the door*

Ooc sorry I thought id get someone there.

Bic

*Marla feels sides*

Owe... You had to grab so tight...

*sits down and in a blue flash appears in a bikini*
*runs aura over the marks to heal*

Owwww....

*Ciri turns even redder.*

Ciri: I... ah.. what? Sorry my head was somewhere else...

*Ciri lays next to Taeria, and pulls her into a tight embrace. Tae can easily feel Ciri's heart pounding like crazy.*

*Ciri conscious: Oh gak... Calm down Cirilla, just breath..*

Are you quite alright?
*Collapses off the horse and lands on the ground*

*Amelia smiles and keeps walking*

Amy: Gee, that patch of grass looks comfy...

*Contains laughter*

Amy: I know, now isn't the time. Once we get out and finish helping Benny.

*marla*
You just dug in abit is all.. Nothing I cannot heal. Dress got in way, and you seen me naked already...

This body in the memory seems sensitive ....

*heals up and lies down*

Least if I'm waiting Il catch some sun whilst Amelia comes *wearing a bikini she made form*

*Thoth frowns*
Thoth: How aggravating. I may not have clothes able to comfortable fit her... she is far more robust than I, however she may as well try these on *Hands Larry a large black a red checkered sweater and a pair of sweatpants*

*Several dents are in the ceiling of Morrigan's room and there is plaster in her hair*

Your heart... what's wrong?
*Sounds a bit worried for Ciri*
*The dress is extremely soft and nice to touch*

*Reclines against the wall of the tower*
It could be worse...
*Looks down*
Oh, feth. My coat. It's all... muddy.

Larry: Thank you Thoth.

*Stands up and walks on two legs back to Morri's door*

Larry: Morrigan I have the cloths.

*Larry holds the clothes in the doorway*

*marla*

You control how you project.. At least I do.. You can make it clean I think.
*lies on front and makes bikini top vanish*

Oh.. That's Better... *content sounds *

See... *relaxed lazily waiting*

I'm afraid I can't. I could maybe...
*Suddenly wearing a hawaiian shirt, khaki shorts, and crocs*
Good enough. Despite the tackiness.
*Kicks off the crocs*
*Odd expression*
Doesn't that hurt?

*Morrigan's hand darts out and grabs the clothes*
Morrigan: Thank you Larry.
*Quickly gets dressed and comes out. They're too short showing much ankle and midriff but otherwise are loose enough to not be embarrassing. She's cut holes in the back of the sweater for her wings and makes sure to duck the doorway on her way out of her room*
Morrigan: Now then, *Bares teeth in anger* Where. Is. Wade.

*Cal walks up to Verdai and Marla and flops down still grinning at Verdai*
Cal: Enjoy your ride Verdai?

*follows after Cal*

I could use a good run. Being stuck indoors is bad enough, and a ship is worse.


*Wade is on a lawn chair admiring the weather outside*

*Ciri stares into Taeria's eyes.*

Ciri: Your beauty has smitten me is all...

*She kisses her on the lips.*

Ciri: I love you Taeria..

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*Old man slow stands up again.*

*Looks at Cal*
Oh, feth you.
No. And my coat got dirty, too. Hence... this.