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Good morning. She would not mind some caf in this moment, though she would need to find a private spot to consume it.
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|: I must sleep. It's midnight here ๐ด
Also, never feel as though you need to match my replies. My descriptiveness comes and goes, depending on muse and brainpower.
Write as little, or much, as you'd prefer.
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The Forge did not quiet for them.
Its great heart continued to burn, bathing stone and beskar alike in restless shades of amber and gold. Heat shimmered through the air, softening the edges of the world beyond the flames. โธป
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'Under focus, some things ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, and others ๐๐๐๐'โa beautiful notation scribed on the weathered edges of their newest contract scroll.
โ Taut chords tugged at his gut at the sound of each hammer blow, and somehow, Han ๐๐๐๐ he was about to regret letting โ
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โธป reflected across her visor as she stepped forward, measured and unhurried. Shadows shifted over the bronze-gold contours of her armor, stretching and shrinking with every flicker of flame.
At last, she extended a gloved โธป
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โธป For a moment, she paused.
Tilting her helmet slightly at the sound of approaching footsteps.
Without turning from the anvil, she set the hammer aside and waited, calm and patient as ever, for whoever had entered her forge.
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The ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ burned steadily, casting warm light across beskar and stone alike.
The ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ฅ worked in silence, measured strikes of her hammer ringing through the covert as sparks danced around her. โธป
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