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Post by Amiel on Mar 20, 2011 19:16:03 GMT -5
Lilly held up five fingers. She lived in the Ares cabin, and she hated it.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Mar 20, 2011 19:17:05 GMT -5
Ambrose helped her up. "Come on, let's go get you on some clean clothes." he said and walked to her cabin with his arm around her.
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Post by Amiel on Mar 20, 2011 19:19:48 GMT -5
Lilly didn't feel very comfortable with him being around, she didn't like people. She forced herself not to shove him away, it would be rude.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Mar 20, 2011 19:20:42 GMT -5
Ambrose walked into her cabin. "Which bunk do you sleep in?" he asked and looked at her.
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Post by Amiel on Mar 20, 2011 19:21:27 GMT -5
Lilly pointed at the single bed in the very back of the cabin, hidden by a curtain.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Mar 20, 2011 19:24:19 GMT -5
Ambrose walked back to it and pulled out a shirt and jeans. He walked back over to her. "Do you want me to help or do you want to do it?" he asked her.
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Post by Amiel on Mar 20, 2011 19:25:44 GMT -5
Lilly snarled silently at him.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Mar 20, 2011 19:27:01 GMT -5
Ambrose chuckled. "I was just kidding." he said and handed her the clothes.
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Post by Amiel on Mar 20, 2011 19:29:44 GMT -5
Lilly shoved him out of the cabin, slamming the door behind him.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Mar 20, 2011 19:30:39 GMT -5
Ambrose waited for her to get done.
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Post by Amiel on Mar 20, 2011 19:32:47 GMT -5
Lilly changed quickly, then she walked to her bed and laid down.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Mar 20, 2011 19:33:56 GMT -5
Ambrose peeked his head inside her cabin, he walked inside and gave her the sketch book he was holding the whole time. He walked out of the cabin.
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Post by Amiel on Mar 20, 2011 19:34:59 GMT -5
Lilly watched him. She sighed and muttered something. She honestly hoped that he hadn't lookedd at her drawings.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Mar 20, 2011 19:36:01 GMT -5
Ambrose did look at them.
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Post by Amiel on Mar 20, 2011 19:37:35 GMT -5
Lilly sat on her bed and held her sketchbook close. It was filled with mainly beautifully drawn picutres of animals. No humans. Maybe nymphs, but they technically were not humans,
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