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Merry Winter’s Veil - Three of Three

 

“Hey legs, how’s eet hopping?”

 

One of Ari’s exposed copper brow whiskers twitch irksomely at the Goblin standing under a street lamp nearby who is raising his own brows suggestively at her while she sorts through her packages at the mailbox.  The General, now under the visage of a jingling reindeer by use of the enchanted sprig of holly, stands nearby with the saddlebags easily accessible.

 

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Bug Bombing!

Her hand stopped at the edge of the mailbox, fingers resting heavily on the metal hinge. There was blur of blue as she slammed the door shut, taking a step back from the mailbox hesitantly. Her eyes darted to the room upstairs, Ryodan wasn't back yet. Her hand moved to the com at her side, pushing the button with a frown. “I go' some sorta package-”

 

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