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She hummed a little to herself as she thumbed through the pages of the notebook, examining the human writing with curiosity. She had been to the city again today, enjoying the slightly cooler temperatures while she had walked, and had found the notebook in a rubbish pile alongside the night club that she had been frequenting. Alabaster leader cleared her throat, reading a little from the notebook. She almost couldn't tell what a few words were, because they had been written in pen, but they seemed to be words to a song.
Picture yourself in a boat on a river,
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies.
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
But what did it mean? She didn't know what a marmalade was...or a tangerine. And what was a kaleidoscope? The female puzzled over this for a few moments, leaning back against the big chair that sat in the parlor of the mansion. Humans wrote such strange things down. Maybe it made sense to them, though.
Maybe she needed a little help understanding, though. There was always one thing that made her feel a little clearer...the powder that she had found in the city. With that thought the commander rose to two feet, heading inside to the area she had hidden the drug. After a few deep breaths of the wonderful powder she felt much better, and put the bag back so she could return to the parlor. She picked up her notebook, brushing the remains of powder from her nose, and sneezed a few times on her way out the front door.
She hummed a little to herself as she thumbed through the pages of the notebook, examining the human writing with curiosity. She had been to the city again today, enjoying the slightly cooler temperatures while she had walked, and had found the notebook in a rubbish pile alongside the night club that she had been frequenting. Alabaster leader cleared her throat, reading a little from the notebook. She almost couldn't tell what a few words were, because they had been written in pen, but they seemed to be words to a song.
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies.
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
But what did it mean? She didn't know what a marmalade was...or a tangerine. And what was a kaleidoscope? The female puzzled over this for a few moments, leaning back against the big chair that sat in the parlor of the mansion. Humans wrote such strange things down. Maybe it made sense to them, though.
Maybe she needed a little help understanding, though. There was always one thing that made her feel a little clearer...the powder that she had found in the city. With that thought the commander rose to two feet, heading inside to the area she had hidden the drug. After a few deep breaths of the wonderful powder she felt much better, and put the bag back so she could return to the parlor. She picked up her notebook, brushing the remains of powder from her nose, and sneezed a few times on her way out the front door.