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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 11:16 pm
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It was a girl’s day. She’d been planning it with Lifen for a while, a day where they would spend the hours enjoying each other’s company, talking, perhaps doing up each other’s hair, discussing some of the new fashions and how it might be fun to one day wear an outfit from another clan, (like war. Even if wearing some things would be downright scandalous). Lan was excited, it would be a day with a friend. Something she hadn’t quite yet realized Lifen was, her own mind sticking Lifen somewhere above yet alongside Mengyao. Trusted, thought of fondly, and knowing that if anything happened to the artisan she would likely fret and run about trying to help her to the best of her abilities. Still Lan would not be deterred in her goal. To spend some quality time with Lifen, and have a bit a fun. A thing both horsewomen could use.
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 7:38 am
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It wasn't just Lan who was excited.
It had been a mutual agreement they had decided - a little time away from everything that stressed them out, (she didn't need more white hairs,) and just talk about silly little things girls should talk about. Minipets, clothes, drama, tea - that's what she assumed young ladies talked about. Her sisters sure did. A lot.
Secretly this was partially for her to get away from her sisters too. You forget how much energy they ooze out of you until they're back.
With a relaxed set of clothing and hair allowed to flow down without too much fancy work to it, (a ponytail at best), she stood in of the noble's door. Knocking on the threshold of the woman's new home, she waited patiently with a small smile, excited for what was to come.
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