[h3][center] [i][color=6ecff6]Ice - Docia - Meeting Room[/color][/i] [/center][/h3]
[color=f6989d]"Well then, let's get on with it."[/color] Her voice grew bold, moving to sit straight instead of legs crossed. "[color=f6989d]What kind of tools did you have in mind?"[/color] Docia raised an eyebrow, not necessarily comfortable but rather curious with the 'tools'. [color=f6989d]"Can we do it at this very table?"[/color]
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She was thinking of time spent frozen underneath masses of water. Meditation may have been what she was born from, and maybe she can grow stronger with it as an aid in present time. Hopefully she can unlock further secrets about herself, and maybe see what everyone else has in store.
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