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[dancingcreation]

Her younger alternate couldn't do this. So, she would.

The minature dimension she was in had been fully cleaned out. She'd move everything back in after this was done. Today, the floor was like this, just minus the people. Also, the floor was cool, almost to the point of a small frost covering it

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[master_troven]

"You rang?" he asks, appearing before her. He's dressed in his usual habbitation of clothes, the dark ranger wear. More habbitation than anything else because he wore them almost constantly. Perhaps one day he'll think of something new to wear, but not today.

[dancingcreation]

Melinda nods. "Yes. Do you have them?" she asks, flicking a speck of dust off of her suit. "Anybody else coming?" she adds, tilting her head.

[master_troven]

"I'm going to have to bring Triv. I don't think she can make it here by herself. We aren't in her time frame, after all." He drops several small bags at Melinda's feet. "Those are the ones I have."

[dancingcreation]

"All right. Wonder what'd she'd think?" she muses. She looks at the bags, crouches, and looks at them, but not the contents. This... this would be interesting.