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[synanthrope]

These days come around and all that happens is that everything gets loud. But there are so many interesting people.

You may come into the Garage as long as you don't touch. Sticky fingers make enormous messes.


[ooc: do what you will!]

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[synanthrope]

Hello?

[muet]

[ Nill lifts her hand, a silent wave.

Hello.

Her wings extend, hesitant, before pressing against her back once more. Words were not her forte, even now (for obvious reasons). Not to mention she was nervous if her memories were incorrect. Maybe she'll just leave it at that. ]

[synanthrope]

[Saya tips forward, watches, then]

Nill.

[muet]

[ Ah.

That was her name.

Eyes widen and her mouth moves with a name on her lips.

'Miss Saya'

You remember? ]

[synanthrope]

Barely. Just.

[muet]

[ It is still something. ]