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realityshifted2008-06-23 02:15 pm
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[And here's Cy amidst what appears to be... a large flock of electric-blue butterflies. They hover and dart, leaving little streaks of light in their wake, sizzling and crackling as they pass each other or come close to the little cat purring in their midst. One comes close to her nose and she snaps at it; it dissolves in a burst of green light.]
Where do you fly to, butterfly blue? Don't leave me behind, love, take me with you...
[ooc note: The sparklies may not have felt like anything, but these little guys will give you a bit of a shock if you touch them]
Where do you fly to, butterfly blue? Don't leave me behind, love, take me with you...
[ooc note: The sparklies may not have felt like anything, but these little guys will give you a bit of a shock if you touch them]

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I don't think Imagin can be called back, once their gone. ... It's okay, though. [or so he tells himself]
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