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Musa and Kanika

β€œFascinating?” Clemontine asked with a bewildered look. β€œDo the people where your from always have guards? Back in Xusian I was never accompanied by guards.”

β€œWell, what do you use your men for, then? Are men in Xusian strictly to be used for reproduction?” Kanika asked, taking a notebook and pencil out of her pocket. β€œDo tell. I love to learn new things.”

Musa snickered quietly at his sister. β€œWhat are you laughing at, then?” Kanika asked sternly, and Musa laughed. β€œDon’t you remember, Kani?” He asked her. β€œOn the mainland, Men are First-Class Citizens.” Kanika was taken aback. β€œBut whatever for?! What could men possibly be useful for besides breeding and heavy lifting?! Certaintly not governing!” Musa snickered at her again and she gave him a shove, barely even pushing him back. The two began squabbling in Ujaaman.

β€œIs it very dangerous where your from?” Lemon asked, cutting in to their fight. Her eyes practically glowed with excitement. β€œTell me all about it!"

β€œOh yes, Ujaama is incredibly dangerous.” Kanika said. She crouched down as if she was telling a story to a child and waved her hands dramatically. β€œThere’s snakes with venom that can kill you instantly and spiders the size of your head and ravenous, rabid lions and-” β€œIt’s safe.” Musa cut in. β€œVery organized. She’s just telling her stories again.” β€œYou never let me have any fun.” Kanika pouted, and Musa patted her head before helping her back to her feet.

β€œWhat about your kingdom?” Kanika asked Lemon. β€œDo you come from a dangerous place?”

@LemonLeader - Lemon

Sanchion Hangmun

β€œWhat are you doing?” Sanchion sneered in disgust as he looked down at the young man in a grey blazer who was lying on the ground by a tree. The man seemed dazed and a little bit restless, and there was a large, red scuff on his forehead where little slivers of skin had beel ripped and peeled upwards. A small drop of blood trickled down the side of his face, and Sanchion sighed in exasperation and knelt down to dab it away with his handkercheif.

He looked up at the tree that the boy was lying in front of and the puzzle pieces clicked. β€œDid you run into this tree? How did you even manage that?” He asked, helping the boy up. Once the boy had gotten to his feet, Sanchion immedietly wiped his hand off on his vest, just in case.

@CrazyCaliope - Harlan Godebert

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