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 Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 12:05 pm
"Of course!" Dustyn states heartedly," Thousands upon thousands of ghosts will be beyond happy. All thanks to you."
He was happy to find a friend at last. Though he hopes that she doesn't work to hard that she might harm herself.
"Just promise me one more thing...don't work too hard." He laughs lightly at the over excited kit.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:43 am
Of course she would work too hard! She wouldn't promise that! Instead, she giggled and looked around or things that might work. In all honesty, Machholz didn't even know where to start looking for the right herbs and grasses for something this big. All she knew is, she was going to try her hardest.
"Ok. Soooo... I'm going to get started on that! But I need to go home first and thing about how to. I will see you tomorrow Dustyn!" And off she went, racing as fast as her tiny legs could take her without so much as a goodbye.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 4:01 pm
He figured that he wouldn't listen to him on not working too hard, but she was just a kit. He watched her go into the distance. Dustyn waves at the retreating body.
"Alright, then! I'll be floating around!" He laughs before floating back to his grave to laze around for awhile. He halfway hopes that she would find a cure, while the other half wonders if its even possible.
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