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[lt3_print]

[Stella looks a little nervous, but it isn't the "oh god I'm gonna die" sort of nervous that one would be used to seeing from her. Instead of that, it's something like "oh god I hope I don't fuck this up". It had been a long time coming, but Eagle had finally managed to bring himself to ask her out...8:15. She'd arrived early. Was he already

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[eagle_gsd2]

[Eagle's currently running down the hall. Not just normal running, though. We're talking upwards of 20 miles per hour of demonic powerleveled legs plowing through a hallway and ohgod rolling down the stairs-]

[eagle_gsd2]

[-Eagle's completely faceplanted right next to where Stella's standing and you think you heard something crun-IS THAT A TRAIL OF BLOOD DOWN THE STAIRS OH GOD]

ooowwwww...

[lt3_print]

[That's nothing she can't fix, seeing as she has healing magic at her disposal. So, she'll be casting one on him and then pulling him up.]

U-um...you didn't have to run, it's still at least ten minutes early...

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[eagle_gsd2]

I was in the wrong wing at the time.

[There's a soft crack as his nose pops back into its correct shape.]