I have a plot.
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Thread Topic: I have a plot.
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(merf! Time skip to mornin~)
Gregory woke up slowly and groaned as a swirl pushed him out of his chair to wake him up. "I'm up damn it..." -
She hadn't really slept much. Eventually, she left and went to check on Iscariot, then walked the grounds a few times. Eventually she got to sleep, but woke up after an hour or so from a nightmare. Jessamine explored the castle after that, avoiding Master Blackwater's wing.
She was on her third hour of sleep since then, curled up like she'd been the previous night. -
He stood up and waved the swirl off. "Tell her I'll be in my workshop. Lead her there if you need to." The swirl darted off and got to her room. It knocked loudly.
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"Nnn, what?" she groaned. She rolled over and peeked out of the covers, expecting another rude wake-up call from Master Blackwater.
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The swirl opened the door and held out the note about it being sent to wake her up and take her to the workshop.
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(brb shower.)
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She crawled out of bed and grabbed the note. "Alright, let me change..."
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The swirl nodded and left the room, giving her privacy.
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She undressed, and looked at herself in front of the mirror in the room. She'd never concerned herself with acting or seeming feminine, but looking at herself now, she could see that she clearly was what she often ignored being-- a woman. She had the soft curves where she was supposed to, and her breasts were of decent size. She had a few stretch marks in places like her waist and legs, and the large scar across her cheek. She could suddenly see the reasoning behind that kiss, or why it was possible that he was attracted to her.
She hid it under binding and male clothing. -
The swirl waited patiently.
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She opened the door and headed out to the swirl. "What would happen to you if Master Blackwater died?"
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The swirl stayed silent for a moment and wrote in the air. We would all suffer. We don't know how we will suffer, but it would be terrible. soon it started going down the hall.
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"Sorry if I kill him, then. He deserves it, though," she grumbled as she followed it.
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It let out a puff of wind as a laugh. Please don't hurt him badly Ms. Jessa. it finally got her to the Workshop and knocked loudly. Gregory opened the door. "Thank you. You may go now." The swirl shot off quickly.
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She walked in past him. "We need to talk, s---head."
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