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[iris-attitude.livejournal.com]

There is a sorceress inna bar. She has been creatively draped over a chair by her mun, and is now reading a book. Come and chat.

After a few moments a dark shape plunges through the wall in front of her and Iris drops her book.


Good evening, human thing.

"Good evening, Serenitatis" She replies, shaking a tiny bit. The mare folds her long legs beneath her and carefully rests on the floor. The two talk and after a moment the sorceress stands and goes to the bar, leaving the Night Mare by the fire.