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Asmodeus x Smells
Propaganda
Or did it?
Xan squeaked a little as his tail wagged, enjoying the warm embrace, smiling at her.
Xan hugged back happily, giving a gentle pet. "Aww, there there." He said soothingly.
Relative to you.
They're dying, just taking longer.
The latter.
Just like all of us.
*flails and snuggles* Hello there.
Define fine.
No they weren't, they were old and dying.
Xan nods in response, walking with Arcana rather quickly out of that particular section. He shakes a little, smiling reassuringly at Arcana....
Well, perhaps forced is too strong, but was constantly guilt tripped into it by nearly everyone around me.
I was subtly forced into it.
[IMG] Something may have changed.
"That's fair." He says, as they look at all that's on display. He shivers a little, feeling like the art is looking at him.
Xan nodded smiling at her. "I think it's great." He says raking a step forward to the art, studying them before turning back to her. "I do enjoy...
"What do you think of them?" Xan asked softly, still holding Arcana's hoof.
Xan stayed close to her, eyes wide at the dark and creepy exhibit with tail wagging.
