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Gale finished eating, sliding the plate over to pile they'd collected which they cleaned once it got medium sized. |
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She smiled. "Town?" She asked |
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"Yup," He mused, grabbing a clean tunic and tossing it on. |
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She grinned and grabbed her daggers, stashing them into hidden sheaths before taking Gale's hand and calling Cheese |
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Gale kept his blade sheathed, though he carried extra. Cheese trotted over, the mutt wagging his tail as he followed. |
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She pat Cheese's head and happily walked toward town with a bright grin. She was so very happy, unbelievably so. |
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Gale had made sure to grab his bag of nobles, so they could pay for thigns and such. |
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Kayla had done the same, grinning as they walked into the busy street. She made a beeline for the clothes shop, her eyes roaming over the dresses before settling on one that had a corset built in and hugged her upper curves before the fabric flowed loosely down nearly to the floor. It was a dark green, almost black |
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"Damn," He mused, leaning on a wall as he saw her in it. |
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"It looks so fucking expensive, though. And I look too...princess-y" She muttered, honestly loving it |
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