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[hardlyagravated]

Laurel has made her way home from the Mansion, and is slicing up some carrots for stew. Her hands, however, are obstinately shaking, and eventually she slices her thumb rather deeply. She swears under her breath in a fashion much more Agravain than Laurel in nature, shaking a little harder, face pale.

All is clearly not well.

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[ninja_niko]

If Laurel looks outside her window, at one point during the afternoon, she might come across the sight of a familiar figure.

Niko has been restless, and instead of his usual katas on the open grounds, he went for a long hike, which eventually took him to the cottage. He's not cold persay, and he may not knock on the door (what terrible manners) but he certainly will say hello once he knows who lives there.

T: Ta dam!

[ninja_niko]

T: Works for us!