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[color=silver][sub][i][b]Location[/b]: Her apartment. // [b]Interactions:[/b] Greyson [@Moro][/i][/sub][/color]
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[color=00eddd]"If I could just find the right [i]fucking[/i] amount of seawater,"[/color] she huffed, scribbling out the part in her notebook that had the wrong calculations. [color=00eddd]"One wrong move, and you go from healing someone to killing someone - not that that's always a bad thing."[/color] 

She paused from her horrible dancing for a brief moment to decide her next step. Creating a healing potion was proving to be an even more daunting task than she had originally thought and it was driving her insane. Luckily she didn't need anyone near by to test this one for her. The notes in one of her old leather bound books told her how to make the healing potion. Unfortunately, some of the notes had been smudged beyond the point of deciphering. The only thing that had been ruined for this recipe, however, was the amount of seawater to put into the potion - and of course that would be the key ingredient.  

No sooner than the song stopped did she feel something bump up against her leg. She figured that it was Nala, but it was natural human reaction to look down - so she did. What she found wasn't anywhere near close to her ball of fluff. Instead what she found herself staring at was a marvelous cat shaped invention.  

Sheba. 

If there was Sheba that meant that - 

[color=00eddd]"Greyson,"[/color] the young woman said looking up as a soft smile spread across her face before quickly vanishing. 

Greyson was here, standing in her doorway - and she had three-day-no-sleep bags under her eyes, a messy bun, and her favorite ratty Metallica t-shirt on. And not even a [i]cute[/i] messy bun. She turned around to pause her playlist as it began to play the next song. Taking a deep breath before she turned back around, she gave Sheba a pat on the head before speaking to Greyson again. 

[color=00eddd]"How long have you been standing there, and how much of the horrible display of me did you have to witness?"[/color]
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