

Gift for Musey"Rily Jester, what did you do this time!?"Gift for Musey
Rily turned around to see her muse floating behind her as usual, with an apalled look on his face. She grinned as she stepped aside to show her work. It appeared she had been using a fire pit to satasfy her pyromania again. Muse didn't take that as the whole story.
It never was.
Despite his fondness of her company, the lanky figure couldn't help but realize she was half-crazy. While usually a kind, hyper-active adolencent, Rily loved to go off the deep end to do something stupid. Her scheme from last week had worked well enough, but made no sense at all. Who thi
And welcome to dA!
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"Excuse me, can you tell me v'er ze nucleur wessels are?" ~Pavel Chekov, Star Trek IV - The Voyage Home
"Human nature, sir? But should not the feelings run just as deep, regardless of who has just died?" ~Lt. Commander Data, Star Trek: TNG
Thank you
Want to be friends?
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"Excuse me, can you tell me v'er ze nucleur wessels are?" ~Pavel Chekov, Star Trek IV - The Voyage Home
"Human nature, sir? But should not the feelings run just as deep, regardless of who has just died?" ~Lt. Commander Data, Star Trek: TNG
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