Phoebe also had no idea what a chorus bee was. But she knew what a normal bee was and she would rather not have any part of that. Bees were important. They made honey and helped plants grow. But the little jerks could sting something fierce and she just didn't want to risk it. Besides, two people were enough to handle the bees right? Phoebe shine like gold, buzz like a bee, oh you make me smile |
[PQ] [seasonal event] kindness keep a lonely company
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the Nightingale
Midwife✓
Age: 28 | Height: 5'9" | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Nomadic | Level: 5 STR: 32 - DEX: 46 - END: 41 - LUCK: 41 - ARC: - INT: - HP: 205 - BASE ROLL: 87 PIM - Mythical - Dragon (Electricity) BRANBAST - Mythical - Sear Cat (Speech)
04-23-2019, 04:57 PM
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