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Second floor common room, Tuesday Morning
Irulan settled on the sofa and sipped her spice laced coffee, this was probably the first day where Irulan finally shook off the shadow of her Reverend Mother. She knew that she would be married off someday but to learn that the Reverend Mother and quite possibly her father already had suitors in mind was enough to shake her.
She just had her first kiss for goddess' sake!
This settles it then, from this day forth she will go on and try enjoying her life, after this Irulan knew life would be far too complicated to comprehend.
[open as all common rooms are supposed to be open!]
She just had her first kiss for goddess' sake!
This settles it then, from this day forth she will go on and try enjoying her life, after this Irulan knew life would be far too complicated to comprehend.
[open as all common rooms are supposed to be open!]

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"Irulan?" River stopped in the doorway.
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As a way to try staving off the headache, he wandered around until he could find distraction in a common room instead.
He lucked out on the second floor.
"Hey," he said as he came in. "Mind company?"
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Irulan gestured to the spice free coffee, "Would you like some?"
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Hrm. There's a griddle on the stove. It's clean. There's pancake mix, sausages, and bacon. He quirked his head at her. Hungry?
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