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With Lissa willing to meet some of their friend, Henry wasted no time, only stopping by the kitchens to put some tidbits in a small sack. A few eggs, pieces of meat, a bottle of milk, peas, and grain went into the bag before Henry carefully made their way out of camp with Lissa in tow.

A few calls and the local flock settled around the nearby trees, only a few enterprising fowl strutting near in curiosity.

"Okay Lissa, these are my friends! Would you like to say hello?"

Date: 2018-03-15 02:45 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] partyhats
partyhats: (Smiles)
"I've got it pretty well practiced, and I've been putting on some muscle wielding axes too," she flexed unimpressively.

"Yes, huh? You're having fun."

Date: 2018-03-20 02:43 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] partyhats
partyhats: (Smiles)
Muscles weren't cute but - well, no one had remarked on her being less cute for being able to fight, and protecting herself and her friends was important. It was worth it. "Don't worry, I'll just knock a few heads if they get too close to you." ...probably not strong enough to talk like that though, and she laughed a little.

"So, I'd say I'm feeling very good right now."

Date: 2018-03-26 09:02 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] partyhats
partyhats: (Smiles)
"We could take twice our number for sure." ...until everyone figured out their gimmick anyways.

Lissa held a hand out to Howell, curious.

sounds rough

Date: 2018-04-29 04:03 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] partyhats
partyhats: (Smiles)
"He'd fight like ten men if that was the deal."

There are no treats - only arm.

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