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'Good'. After hearing a positive response to her question she moved over and sat down next to the Infernian. Her hair now was a lot less bothersome than it used to be, cut shorter, layered hastily. It proved less bothersome in every aspect actually, maintenance, it didn't block her vision when she was working or riding. And the fact that it was an appealing style in itself. The long style had become too annoying, and Jaroslaw didn't seemed to mind the change. Io's mouth twitched downwards quickly, sour over her mate coming into mind. Shaking her head, she took the joint, smoked it with a smokers ease and passed it back to the orange male. The smoked floated up into the air, making swirly patterns in the air. 'Io Berlin', she said, looking up to the sun filled sky. Her spirit guide was nowhere to be seen. He usually wasn't outside of AniWayan territory but Io assumed that he was around. Somewhere. he just wasn't making himself visible or audible. Which was not uncomfortable nor comfortable. 'So,' she hummed, leaning back and making herself comfortable. 'You are one of the Lykoi's?'she asked, a rhetorical question. |
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