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Amy laughed softly at Wayne's response. There didn't seem to be a particularly large number of ambitious people in the lands so far. All the people she'd met had been rather soft hearted, only looking a day ahead or caring for their friends. It was different from the competitive world she had come from. Maybe that lack of competition was what allowed these people to flourish here. For Amy, it was what would allow her to take control. She didn't have to wade through a sea of blood this time in order to succeed.
Walking up to the house Amy smiled coyly. I suppose it depends on what we're looking for. Any ideas? She winked playfully at the labrador before stepping into the house. It was a nice house, the tear and wear from the humans disappearing having marked it less than the others. The stairs to upstairs had collapsed, but Amy could spot a second set heading down that seemed to be intact. Shall we head down?
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