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Post by Ambrosia Greenleaf on Jul 20, 2014 14:42:30 GMT
Ambrosia stumbled into the greenhouse, panting. She'd run as fast as she could, trying to run faster than a weird horse she'd encountered, before she collapsed then managed to drag herself to the greenhouse. She stretched, then turned back into her human form. Oh my god. She looked down at what she was wearing in amazement. A blue dress, by the looks of it, with magenta trim. She had gloves on, which made her feel nice and warm, and they were magenta, too. A magenta blouse over the light blue dress, and a hat that matched her hair. Gulping, Ambrosia turned around and began to run back to the Academy, when she smelt the amazing smell of roses. Walking over, she sniffed them before sitting down in one of the benches. {she looks like this, because it's winter :3}
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2014 14:59:27 GMT
Daiden was wearing what he usually wore in public: His deerskin jacket with a white undershirt, and deerskin jeans. He walked into the greenhouse to admire the flowers when he saw a girl. He walked over to her. "Beautiful, aren't they?" He asked.
(How old is Ambrosia?)
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Post by Ambrosia Greenleaf on Jul 20, 2014 15:56:04 GMT
{ten - it says on her profile ;P} Ambrosia jumped and whirled around as a boy said something. "Beautiful, aren't they?" "Yeah." She said, straightening up again and tightening the bag on her back's strap. Putting her hand out for him to shake, she spoke. "Ambrosia. You are?"
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