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[div style="width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #2a4971; text-align: left; padding-top: 15px; padding-left: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px;"]Idir brí is idir muir, Tá mé i dtiúin
The petite young Dealer had not been directly heading for the Captain's house. Viola case strapped to her back and hands carefully wrapped around Fala's harness, Keona meant more for the beach. To play along with the waves.
But an unusual amount of voices cut the air. "Fala. Stop." Brushing strands of her own red hair away from her face, Keona tilted her head towards the commotion. There was the smell of breakfast in the air, but she had a feeling that was hardly worth the attention Dee seemed to gather today.
"Fala, go to Dee. Dee."
With a curious smile, she stopped by the porch. Lightheartedly, the blind girl waved a hand questionably in the air. "Someone gonna tell me what's new?"
Keona certainly enjoyed individualism, in whatever form, even if she couldn't fully appreciate the view. From her ocean-inspired tops and worn down jeans; she certainly agreed looks were important to expression.
And sometimes it was just nice. To simply change something up.
[/td][/tr][/table]But an unusual amount of voices cut the air. "Fala. Stop." Brushing strands of her own red hair away from her face, Keona tilted her head towards the commotion. There was the smell of breakfast in the air, but she had a feeling that was hardly worth the attention Dee seemed to gather today.
"Fala, go to Dee. Dee."
With a curious smile, she stopped by the porch. Lightheartedly, the blind girl waved a hand questionably in the air. "Someone gonna tell me what's new?"
Keona certainly enjoyed individualism, in whatever form, even if she couldn't fully appreciate the view. From her ocean-inspired tops and worn down jeans; she certainly agreed looks were important to expression.
And sometimes it was just nice. To simply change something up.
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