Date: 2009-12-07 07:27 pm (UTC)
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Raven laughed a little. "I am sorry, I did not remember," she said. Probably because she was so flustered and not because her mun had a memory like a sieve.

Fortunately, she didn't have to touch, at least not with her hands. Her Soul-Self rose from her shoulders and enveloped both of them, transporting them in seconds to hallway outside Joan's room.
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