10-11-2012, 05:01 PM
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| Firecrab
Join Date: Jul 2011 Location: In the clouds
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Cora Clearwater Fourth Year | Post 5
Things were moving nicely for Cora now. At this rate, she'd be done in no time.
But her heart almost stopped with the next step. DRIED FLIES?!!! Cora was NOT grossed out. She was upset. She hated the idea of drying living things. It was enough to dry plants and things. Animals, even insects, were different. But Cora would NOT be one of those divas not doing what she was supposed to.
Taking a deep breath, Cora closed her eyes, grabbed three flies, and dropped them in. POOR FLIES. Her hands shook a bit, but she did it. Yep. After a glance at Ethan, she continued.
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