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Who: Deneve and Nill!
When: Midday on the 10th
Where: the marketplace
Format: actionn!
What: A meeting while in search of food.
Warnings: Ahaha nothing.

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[divinelyhushed]

[For the thousandth time within the last twelve hours, and the petite blond stopped, pressing a slight hand to her abdomen. It was unusual, to say the least; she normally didn't eat any more than a plate at meals, and now - when it was only midday - her small apartment above the clinic had already been picked clean, the cupboards empty and the fruit nibbled down to the core.]

[And still, that had not been enough to sate her hunger and, boy, was she hungry. Nothing in her apartment had tasted quite right, nothing filling and nothing tasty. And finally, when there was not a scrap of food left, the blond had donned a cloak and proceeded to the marketplace.]

[It was packed, and Nill was constantly jostled as she neared the stand that, hopefully, had something left. And, finally, slightly ruffled and wings perked in slight agitation under the heavy shawl of the cloak, the blond spotted the vendor and, as she neared and excitement began to rise, she spotted it - a single olive. Not nearly enough, but something.[Her hand reached out for it

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[She felt the smaller hand collide with hers and cast the proprotionately smaller girl a sidelong glance which was very much like hers, only with large silver eyes instead of blue.

She may also have scowled slightly. But that olive was hers and she wanted it.]

Excuse me, child.

[Which, given the coldness of her voice, sounded a little bit more like "go away, pest."]