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The door opens, untouched, and through it runs...
well, she's a toddler of some sort, though whether she's human isn't quite so clear. It's not just the green hair; it's the general way she looks as if she's made of painted wood, for all that she's running like any other child.
"Look-look-zura!"
WOW, says her wide-eyed face, as she stops abruptly to stare around the room.
"Another room-zura!"
The teenage boy who follows after her is certainly human. "Hold on, Uzura," says Fakir, "and wait for me."
[OOC: Two muns, two pups!]
well, she's a toddler of some sort, though whether she's human isn't quite so clear. It's not just the green hair; it's the general way she looks as if she's made of painted wood, for all that she's running like any other child.
"Look-look-zura!"
WOW, says her wide-eyed face, as she stops abruptly to stare around the room.
"Another room-zura!"
The teenage boy who follows after her is certainly human. "Hold on, Uzura," says Fakir, "and wait for me."
[OOC: Two muns, two pups!]