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[attr=class,Amyheadertext1]Shotguns and Roses
[attr=class,Amyheadertext2]Make a Deadly Potion
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Made by Leesee[attr=class,Amysidebox][attr=class,Amysidetext]@warren
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[attr=class,Amysidebox][attr=class,Amysidetext]Hope this works!
[attr=class,Amytextbox][attr=class,Amytext]Wide eyed Amy wove her way through a crowd of questionable looking strangers, not pausing in her course despite the tension hanging in the air. She didn't really notice the tense atmosphere at all. She was here to deliver a folded up piece of paper to one of the members of the Ravagers. It was supposed to go to a man she'd never met before, but she'd been given a photo and a location and that was all the information she really needed to find him. She was rarely told much about her little errands anyway. She wouldn't have cared either way. She just wanted to be useful, whether she understood the cause she was being useful to or not.
So, ignorant to whatever was brewing in the scene around her, Amy glibly made her way up to a blonde man and handed him the folded up sheet of paper. With her job complete, she had no intention of sticking around. That seemed like it would be boring. But... as she tried to find her way out she found she'd gotten a bit swept up in the crowd and couldn't find her way out.
She chewed at the inside of her cheek as she navigated between tall men. Now that she didn't have a distinct direction to go, they looked scarier than they had before. There was someone speaking loudly, but she didn't understand much of what he was saying. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of someone slightly familiar and clung on. "Warren!" she said brightly and went to stand by him. She didn't really know him that well, but some of her tasks had led her to him and he seemed nice enough. At least, he was never mean. Besides, he was the only one she knew and the most childish part of her told her that meant he would keep her safe.
So, ignorant to whatever was brewing in the scene around her, Amy glibly made her way up to a blonde man and handed him the folded up sheet of paper. With her job complete, she had no intention of sticking around. That seemed like it would be boring. But... as she tried to find her way out she found she'd gotten a bit swept up in the crowd and couldn't find her way out.
She chewed at the inside of her cheek as she navigated between tall men. Now that she didn't have a distinct direction to go, they looked scarier than they had before. There was someone speaking loudly, but she didn't understand much of what he was saying. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of someone slightly familiar and clung on. "Warren!" she said brightly and went to stand by him. She didn't really know him that well, but some of her tasks had led her to him and he seemed nice enough. At least, he was never mean. Besides, he was the only one she knew and the most childish part of her told her that meant he would keep her safe.
