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Who: Sophie and YOU?
What: arriving in an unconventional way
When: right now
Where: the castle gardens
Rating: It's Sophie. It will very unlikely go above G. Welcome for either prose or actionspam
Sophie's eyes were closed at first, but the place where she was sleeping started to feel harder under her back. She could hear the soft trickling of water nearby. Water..? But why would water be indoors? Her eyes slid open.
She wasn't indoors at all. She was outside lying on her back. The smell of the grass and flowers tickled her nose. How did she get out here? She couldn't remember. Sophie puzzled over this while still lying on her back.
What: arriving in an unconventional way
When: right now
Where: the castle gardens
Rating: It's Sophie. It will very unlikely go above G. Welcome for either prose or actionspam
Sophie's eyes were closed at first, but the place where she was sleeping started to feel harder under her back. She could hear the soft trickling of water nearby. Water..? But why would water be indoors? Her eyes slid open.
She wasn't indoors at all. She was outside lying on her back. The smell of the grass and flowers tickled her nose. How did she get out here? She couldn't remember. Sophie puzzled over this while still lying on her back.
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"I'm sure the flowers would prefer if you didn't lie on them. Seems a bit like counterproductive gardening."
Rose has paused next to the garden, observing the unusual sight. She's all wrapped up in a scarf and headed out to find a perfectly silent place to finish reading her book, her two cats trailing at her feet. The book in her hands is thick, bound in black leather, and looks like it might give you nightmares on contact.
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I couldn't decide which character to throw at her, so I went with both.
"Hey, um... are you alright?"
Yes good
I thought so too
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I had a feeling this tag got away from me
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Mufasa stands not too far from the garden, offering a gentle smile in Sophie's direction. He's allowed some berth between them, lest she were one of the residents who were unused to talking lions.
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It's already a bit chilly, but not so enough to keep the elf indoors. Galadriel is sitting under a nearby tree, a cloak about her shoulders and a book in her hands.
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