IV: *also a hybrid, only for now appearing more like one of michael's experiments (until her player gets inspired/unlazy enough to write the chapter where she becomes physically a wraith, genetically a hybrid)* Welcome, Winter and Forrest, to the Chill-Out Hive. Make yourselves comfortable
Phineas: *with his arms lazily round her waist as they share a recliner, looks up and likewise offers a bow of his head* We must depart now I'm afraid. Miss Stubborn here needs rest.
IV: *grumbles* Very well...
Phineas: *with his arms lazily round her waist as they share a recliner, looks up and likewise offers a bow of his head* We must depart now I'm afraid. Miss Stubborn here needs rest.
IV: *grumbles* Very well...
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