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2023/08/04 Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
2023/01/07 Welcome to the New Year! We are now ELEVEN years old! Thank you, all of you, for your love and writing! I am looking forward to spending another year with youall! In addition, a new Default colour scheme is in progress and will hopefully be available soon! All my love! ThistleProse
2022/07/29 Gold Malvayth and Bronze Xyxyth clutch is Hatching! Come and join the shenannigans 743.08.03 | NIGHT STALKERS HATCHING and bring the popcorn!
2022/05/11 Gold Malvayth has Flown, caught by Bronze Xyxyth of A'tay. Their Hatching will be PC, and take place in Telgar in August around the 20-22nd! Update your Candidate Applications and prepare for some fun!
2022/04/21 New default layout! I hope you enjoy it! If you find any bugs, please report them in the discord #bug-squishing channel!
05/JUL It’s Hatching time!! Come take part in the shenanigans here
30/JUN Gold Thallyath of Ista Weyr has laid a clutch! More information here
27/JUN A bluerider, and then a greenrider, are found dead. More information here
25/JUN The Touching is up! Take part here
30/MAY After the Touching, many Candidates found themselves preyed upon in the form of their food. More information here
18/MAY Another goldrider - Ameris of Benden - is attacked. More information here
05/MAY Multiple individuals are attacked whilest out of the Weyr! More information here
04/MAY Take a chance OOC and guess who you think the murderer is! You can win prizes! More information here
03/MAY Goldrider Cazan and her twin brother Cazelarias are attacked. More information here
24/APR Goldrider Ashara of Fort is murdered by two brownriders. More information here
12/APR Searchrider B’jin was attacked at Telgar Weyr, surffering a slash to his throat. While in Benden, bluerider B’dor is found dead in his weyr. More info here
05/APRMore attacks occurred today. More information here
03/APRMultiple individuals found their death this day; more information here and here
28/MAR Tragedy has struck again! Across all the Weyrs, multiple people - primarily dragonriders - have fallen ill after eating muffins. There have been multiple deaths, and others are in criticle condition. More information here
24/MAR Weyrwoman Ameris and her son, Rislan, poisoned! More information here
18/MAR Benden’s Weyrleader M’ris and his children have been poisoned! Resulting in sickness and death. More information here
18/MAROn 18.03.742 Bronzerider A’dris of Vyaniorth was found dead in his personal bathing pool. He appears to have drowned after drinking an excess of alcohol. Afterwards it was realized that Machiya of Gold Cameth from Telgar Weyr had disappeared. Having never arrived at her destination, it is suspected she had an accident between.
11/MAR Gold Racoth of Donmaline went between taking Bronze Beruth of T’rel with her shortly after she had been caught, due to T’rel strangling Donmaline. He did not survive. more info
25/FEB Congratulations and thank-you to Guest for taking on a moderator role! <3
14/FEB Stars Above PC Hatching Link
06/JAN :o new layout is a WiP. Please report bugs in Discord.
01/JAN Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year!




Currently: Spring 03.745 al
Monthly Event
2024-February
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Welcome to the Month of Lovetm! This month's Monthly Event is all about Romance, whether it is asking someone out on a date, or getting sweaty between the sheets! Anything and everything counts, if it even looks sideways like it could be related to Valentine Day -- including lover's spats, or breaking up, Flights Wins (or Flight Losses!). Honestly, this month has a huge opportunity for interpertation, so go wild!



2023-December
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Ahh, the fresh snow, the crisp air, the naked trees... welcome to Winter! Or, just the Colder Months for those in the more Northern Weyrs, while Ista is just... not as hot. But it is time to enjoy the end of the Turn, so folks should get together, spend some time gossiping, and drinking Hot Chocolate (alcohol and marshmallows opional)... does Pern even have marshmallows????? (they do now!)



2023-November
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Feel like bitching? Wanna take part in a brawl? Or bet on someone? Take part in Brawls and Bitching this month! Boo-yeah!



2023-October
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Thistle flunked this month; You can still post until the end of November as a result <3
Experience, tell or hide from a Spooky Story!



2023-September
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The flu is running rampant, colds are clogging noses, and someone might have lost a limb?



2023-August
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Partake this month by going fishing... or anything that occurs while fishing, or dealing with fish!



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V'ra
of Blue Venseth

Date of Birth
05.04.716 AL, 28
Height
4'9
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Blue
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Slim
Hair
Dark Brown

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38
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354

Written By: ThistleProse
#1
Indivara had fled the Weyr, and everything it contained, her small body zooming between huts and dragons alike as she made quick her escape following the completion of her morning chores. Dressed in three quarter length pants (most likely to be because of her latest growth spurt as a fashionable decision on her part) and a sleeveless shirt that revealed wiry arms as she threw herself at the first tree, and swung up in a manner that was somewhere between an expert gymnast and a Terran monkey. Bare feet gripped the tree as she scrambled with practised ease up the tree and into the top most branches. Once there, she made quick work of leaping from tree to tree, she quickly put the Weyr well behind her, fingers grasping at branches even as her voice began to filter through the leaves, fuelled by anger.

"One stupid, sharding turn!" Her voice went several octaves higher on the curse word, and she ripped a branch from a particularly defenceless tree, stalking along a branch as she whipped the limb she'd stolen around, slashing at over hanging branches as she went. "A turn!" That time it was hissed between her teeth, and she swung so heavily at another branch that the girl lost her usually incredible balance and went careening out of the tree. Instead of attempting to grab a branch or scream like an idiot, the girl curled herself into a ball and toppled to the ground, landing heavily on her left hip she gave a chocked gasp as she flattened out, glaring up at the tree on her back as her branch, the one she'd been swinging wildly around, came plummeting down to land beside her. She shifted her gaze to look at it sideways, before turning to look back up at the tree she'd fallen from.

"Sorry!" Sarcasm was thick in the tone, and she hurled herself to her feet, not bothering to dust herself off, the girl threw herself back at the tree, and began to monkey her way back up into the safe net of branches. She wanted to mutter something snide to the tree, about how nothing they could do to her would be as bad as D'ren banning her from the sands - again - but she had broken enough bones from mistreating trees to keep her mouth shut on that particular line of commentary. Instead, she let out another explosive, "One. Freaking. Turn!" She snarled. "I'd make a better dragonrider ten times over than all the Northern crap combined! ONE turn! AHG!"

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V'ler
of Blue Veeth

Date of Birth
21.08.707, 37
Height
5’10
Eyes
Green
Build
Average
Hair
Brown, shaggy

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19
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429

Written By: SunsetWay
#2
Valerian had decided, like usual, to spend his free time away from everyone else which meant he was either in his room or in the forest. The afternoon saw him heading for the tree he 'owned' with Erisi, not particularly in a rush to get there and enjoying the cooler weather that was starting to set in. While there was typically rustling of leaves from the light breeze that made its way through the trees and even the occasional animal rooting about in bushes, the noises the Harper caught on his stroll were a bit unusual and warranted him to stop and listen.

He swore he heard a voice, a young girl's, not too far away but it sounded like it was coming from above which didn't make a lot of sense and had Valerian questioning if he had been in the sun too long at some point or if his meal had been undercooked and he was now suffering hallucinations. When he saw something fall several trees away only to be identified as a young girl as she stood and scrambled back up the tree, Valerian was fairly convinced he actually was suffering some sort of head trauma.

At least until she started ranting again. He wasn't sure what the 'one turn' part was about but he did catch the attitude behind her claim she would be a better dragonrider than any of those Stolen from the North. Given some of his classmates, she probably would be but Valerian wasn't letting the brat get the satisfaction in knowing she had some justification behind her temper tantrum. "Hey, tree girl. They're probably keeping you away from the Sands because they know if you had a dragon at your disposal during one of your hissy fits you'd level the Weyr."

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V'ra
of Blue Venseth

Date of Birth
05.04.716 AL, 28
Height
4'9
Eyes
Blue
Build
Slim
Hair
Dark Brown

Threads
38
Posts
354

Written By: ThistleProse
#3
"My name is Indivara!" The girl snapped, dropping onto a lower branch and glaring down at Valerian with narrowed, icy blue eyes. Her hair was long and wild as it framed her face, decorated with leaves and twigs from her misadventures in the branches of her favourite trees. Crouched as she was, she probably looked quite feral; which was her intention as she eyed off the well manicured Northerner.

Her lips pursed as she considered the rest of his baited comment. He was likely justified in that opinion, but Indivara really didn't feel like paying him a compliment, when his spoiled arse would be on the Sands when the dragonets decided to crack shell, while she'd be lucky to get within the stands for viewing! Irritated, Indivara shoved her hair out of her face, and then ignored it when it fell right back to where it had been, dirty finger pointed directly at Valerian. She paused for a moment, her lips flattening, before her right hand flung forward, throwing a stick aimed directly at Valerian's forehead.

Not waiting to see if it landed, the girl leaped back up into the upper branches, and scuttled along them very much like a monkey (if only the Pernese knew what they were!) to drop down on the lower branches of a tree on the other side of Valerian, and slightly behind him. Another stick made it's passage from Indivara's hands to try and find a target on the young man's body. Shooting back up into the tree tops, Indivara started cursing as she travelled along the branches. "Stupid sharding Northern junk!" she dropped down again, throwing another stick she had collected on the short journey, "Ungrateful!" she threw another, then vanished into the leaves to drop out on the otherside, and beside Valerian. "Useless!" Drawing her arm back, she threw another with as much might as she could, misjudged her balance, and toppled out of the tree with a curse.

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V'ler
of Blue Veeth

Date of Birth
21.08.707, 37
Height
5’10
Eyes
Green
Build
Average
Hair
Brown, shaggy

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19
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429

Written By: SunsetWay
#4
“And I was supposed to know that, how? No, wait. I’m supposed to care?” Like he would waste his time with a spoiled temperamental brat. Valerian was close to leaving, already bored with the filthy girl that looked like she was raised in the forest with her wild hair and stance when a stick came flying at him. He tried to move aside but it still clipped him on the side of his forehead, almost in the hairline. With a curse, his hand shot up to rub at the injured location, drawing back briefly to note there wasn’t any blood but it was just tender. A stick to his back caused him to reel around to find the brat that seemed to have it in for him only to see her disappearing up in the tree tops once more. He was right, the child was raised in the forest if she was that agile on branches.

At her final insult flung his way, Valerian turned toward the voice and managed to jump aside, dodging the projectile and snorting back laughter as Indivara managed to knock herself out of the tree to sprawl on the ground. Without hesitation, the young harper approached the wild child and placed one booted foot on her stomach, pressing down just enough to keep her pinned while he stared down at her with a bored expression. “I’ve tangled with Larrikith so I’m really not intimidated by a brat throwing sticks while she tries not to cry.” He wasn’t mad, though the spot on his forehead wasn’t making him a ray of sunshine either, but he was just tired of her hissy fit and antics. But because he was such a nice guy Valerian humoured her by giving rebuttals to her claims against him. “Here or there I would still have to put up with little snots like you so I don’t feel like my life has changed all that much except I get the added bonus of dragons here. So, ungrateful? Not really. Useless? Hardly. Not when B’jin has already given me private lessons on caring for a dragon and skinning a beast.”

He looked over Indivara once more and decided given her age, she was likely born at Katila which made her anger over not being allowed to Stand a bit more understandable but Valerian still wasn’t about to sympathize with her since her attitude disgusted him. “By the way, I was accepted as a Katilan the moment I stepped off of Candidate Isle so you might want to drop the ‘Northern junk’ label before D’ren or Tsuen catch wind of that. You’ll probably never Stand then.” Valerian gave her a small smirk and released his hold on her, stepping back several feet and waited for her new angry outburst.

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V'ra
of Blue Venseth

Date of Birth
05.04.716 AL, 28
Height
4'9
Eyes
Blue
Build
Slim
Hair
Dark Brown

Threads
38
Posts
354

Written By: ThistleProse
#5
Indivara struggled valiantly against the foot pressing down on her chest, her eyes full of fire as she glared up at the harper, her desire to murder him written all over her face. She jerked, and froze, however, when Valerian spoke of Larrikith, before she spit at him, disgusted by his accusation that she were trying not to cry. "Haven't cried in turns," she boasted, returning to her wild attempts to escape from under his foot. The last time she could recall crying was because she'd fallen off a rock and broken her left arm. Since she was only six at the time, that was plenty enough excuse. Never mind that she'd broken the sharding arm! She bet the primped up Harper had never broken a bone!

Indivara frowned up at Valerain with a slightly puzzled expression, before hauling herself to sit when he stepped back. Released from his confinement and confident in her ability to vanish up into the branches if he so much as twitched to move in her direction, the preteen climbed to her feet arrogantly and shoved her tangled hair out of her face with her left hand. She ignored his claim to being Katilan without so much as blinking; it was as if she didn't even hear his claim at all. The young girl was eyeing Valerian boldly, taking in his height, his form and general appearance. Her lips pursed suddenly and her bright blue eyes narrowed thoughtfully.

"You would get along with Larrikith." She said suspiciously, voice spiked with irritation, the girl still less than pleased with his snide go at her being a cry baby. She supposed he might have had a point about her tantrum throwing, but nothing she threw would ever outclass some of the more explicit Northerners that came in. Besides, she was born of a dragonrider! She'd been living with dragons her entire life. She was not some wide-eyed holder brat that was bitching about being spirited away to live a secret life. She was a highly pissed off, more than capable of Impressing Weyrbrat. The Weyrleader was just a prude, with his stupid ideals and ridiculous rules. Restricting female impressions! Pah!

"That dragon is worse than Threadfall, and just as small."

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V'ler
of Blue Veeth

Date of Birth
21.08.707, 37
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5’10
Eyes
Green
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Average
Hair
Brown, shaggy

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429

Written By: SunsetWay
#6
"She's fun-sized," Valerian replied with a smirk, repeating the answer Larrikith had given him when he insulted her size the day they met. He didn't know what the green had done to the weyrbrat to earn such hatred though he imagined it was simply being her normal sassy and slightly overly rough in play self that didn't sit well with some children. He loved that attitude, even when pinned under water by a snout, and considered it Indivara's loss and his gain.

"Why are you so desperate to Impress? Shouldn't you be out enjoying your freedom that only comes with being a child?" At the age he assumed her to be, he was already working the fields with his father and hating every moment of it though it wasn't because of his sisters pampering him until then and letting him play when not in class. Farming just hadn't been his calling but he had been lucky enough to follow his desires soon after and become a Harper. Maybe that was simply how Indivara felt about Impressing. She didn't want to be on the path chosen for her and felt being a dragonrider was what she should be doing with her life. Considering she was also likely weyrborn, there was a high chance at least one of her parents was a rider and she felt an even deeper connection with the creatures.

He was about to tell her he could see the lure of dragons and that even he still suffered from the urge to be bonded to one but she wouldn't want to hear it and no doubt would see it as some sort of trick. "Anyway, work on your temper and sit close to the Sands and maybe a dragon will be foolish enough to pick you after all, Indi," it wasn't a friendly nickname that was used for the girl, but Valerian didn't remember her full name and couldn't be bothered to find it out again. They likely wouldn't meet after this anyway. Shrugging, Valerian turned, intent on resuming his trip to the tree for a much needed nap.

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V'ra
of Blue Venseth

Date of Birth
05.04.716 AL, 28
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4'9
Eyes
Blue
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Slim
Hair
Dark Brown

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38
Posts
354

Written By: ThistleProse
#7
The pre-teen wasn't interested in talking about the horrible green dragon that enjoyed torturing selected children; Indivara hadn't been able to figure out what the difference was between drowning this child or loving that one, but the girl had quickly realised she was one of those liable to be damaged. As a result, she had a strong tendency to ignore and avoid the snarky green beast, especially when Grith was so much more enjoyable to be around.

"I'm not desperate," the girl scowled, irritated. "I'm determined." She tilted her chin arrogantly and gave the young man an aggravated look. Just because none of the northern folk could understand what an honour it was to be bonded to a dragon! They were all so... thick headed! Her lips pursed as she bit back further insults and the girl would have let Valerian go. But he pressed probably her biggest button without even realising it, and the already irate young woman snapped.

"Indivara. Vah-rah. Why in the name of Faranth can no sharding wherry in this Threadburned Weyr pronounce my name?" The girl threw both her hands up in the air, her voice a low growl of irritation and exasperation. Dropping them from the air, they rested on her hips, fingers splayed as she scowled at Valerian like he was the personal vendetta against her name. "I will Impress this clutch," the girl insisted, watching as the harper turned to move off, her voice heightening with her determination. "Just you watch!"

To back up this statement, Indivara swooped down and picked up another stick, throwing it with force at Valerian's retreating back.

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V'ler
of Blue Veeth

Date of Birth
21.08.707, 37
Height
5’10
Eyes
Green
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Average
Hair
Brown, shaggy

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19
Posts
429

Written By: SunsetWay
#8
If it wasn’t for the stick tossed at his back that actually stung and had him giving a startled yelp, Valerian would have ignored her new rant and continued on, leaving her to whine and sulk alone. As it was, he spun back around, eyes narrowing on the troublemaker, both annoyed with her antics and determined to track her movements to avoid another attack. At least it wasn’t stones! He could only imagine being laid out by one well aimed stone to the head and the brat would run off to leave him unconscious in the forest for felines to dine on, gnawing on his bones leisurely as an after-meal group bonding activity. Apparently he needed to tone down his hyper-active imagination when it came to some scenarios.

“If you would take a moment to think, I know it’ll be hard but just try, I didn’t mispronounce your name.” Valerian rolled his eyes, already tired of helping the girl to work through a puzzle that really wasn’t that difficult. How had he ever managed to teach for so many turns before being Stolen? He had no patience for the young or stupid. “I only said the first half of your name because I couldn’t be bothered to remember the name of a snot-nosed whining brat in the middle of a hissy fit who would rather complain about something rather than actually do something to change it.”

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V'ra
of Blue Venseth

Date of Birth
05.04.716 AL, 28
Height
4'9
Eyes
Blue
Build
Slim
Hair
Dark Brown

Threads
38
Posts
354

Written By: ThistleProse
#9
Indivara sneered, her lips twisting into an unpleasant expression as ice blue eyes lit up with fire at his words. She paused for a moment, glaring at the stolen harper with an expression filled to the brim with intense dislike, before she swept forward fluidly. Stopping when she was toe to toe with the Candidate, Indivara reached up to poke him harshly in the center of his chest with one small finger, glaring up at him as if she weren't distinctly shorter than him. "I am," another poke, "doing something about it." The girl hissed. "I will," again her finger emphasized her point with a bruising poke at the young man's chest "Impress a dragon from this clutch, and he will," another sharp jab, and intense confidence in her statement, "both prove and disprove every ridiculous statement the Weyrleader has ever spewed."

Glaring, Indivara fisted both hands and planted them firmly on her hips. The only good thing rules were for, was breaking, and Indivara had every intention of completely shattering every rule the Weyrleader could think of. Especially if it concerned her chances to Impress.

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V'ler
of Blue Veeth

Date of Birth
21.08.707, 37
Height
5’10
Eyes
Green
Build
Average
Hair
Brown, shaggy

Threads
19
Posts
429

Written By: SunsetWay
#10
That poking finger was really starting to get annoying, not to mention hurt with the way it hit the same spot again and again. Valerian was certain he’d be bruised there by nightfall and while he winced once, he refused to give her any further satisfaction by showing she was succeeding in her goal to wound. Instead of stopping her or retaliating with force, he continued attacking with words. “’He’? Oh please, with your attitude you’ll end up on a green. Then again maybe that isn’t so wise. No one will ever know when you’re proddy.” How horrible would that be, to be caught unawares when her green took to the sky? Even if she was far older, Valerian didn’t want to be stuck in a bed with the foul little girl and pitied anyone with that misfortune.

“Well, whatever. Good luck to you in your whining and your hope that a dragon will want you,” or anyone for that matter, Valerian silently tacked on as he turned away from Indivara once more. He didn’t care if she went back up a tree or stalked after him all the way home. He was bored now with her one track mind and failure to realize that she really was only harping on and on about something minor instead of trying to correct it or just wait another turn and Stand then.

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V'ra
of Blue Venseth

Date of Birth
05.04.716 AL, 28
Height
4'9
Eyes
Blue
Build
Slim
Hair
Dark Brown

Threads
38
Posts
354

Written By: ThistleProse
#11
Indivara's features took on an expression of incredulity, staring up at Valerian with raised eyebrows and her lips formed a humorous smile as she laughed. The sound was hollow, and clearly implied that the  harper she was attacking had lost his mind. "A green? Me?" More laughter bubbled up, for Indivara had never even heard someone imply such a ridiculous opinion. Her? On green? The only colour she was even less likely to bond to was Gold. Actually - the girl paused - she'd probably bond to a gold before a green, simply because rank!

But seriously? "A green!" Indivara cackled, her laughter bubbling up as she clutched at her sides, totally ignoring the rest of anything Valerian said. "A greeeeeeen, bwhahahaha!" the girl was spluttering, drawing breath raggedly as tears coursed down her face at the hilarity of such an accusation. She, Indivara, on green! Further laughter exploded from the young weyrbrat's lips, and she used one hand to wipe uselessly at the tears on her cheeks, hiccuping as she tried to draw a breath, giggling between helplessly. It was only as she wiped her eyes and peered up at where Valerian had been standing, that the child realised he was long gone. But that was fine, because, seriously?

"A greeen!" The girl dissolved into laughter again.

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