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Steelsheen
Salander was clenching and relaxing his fists, looking out portside again, and thinking about the meals he could ask the elves for. It was then that he felt a piece of paper flutter next to his arm, then glanced up as the Professor gave instructions. Right, tag'em and bag'em.
He stuck the tag at the side of the tank then quickly collected his things. His eye caught the ethereal looking plant, and although he heard the Professor say it was dead, to him it looked merely asleep, a decoy to thinking that it was already harmless. With a huff to banish away that mooncalf stench still riding up his nostrils, he jerked his head up at the Professor
"See ya'round Ma'am" he said as he drew near the gangplank, waited for his Lexi before stepping off the ship.
Lexi grabbed up the little piece of parchment and scribbled out her name. Then securing it to the tank she gathered up her things... all of this at a rather glacial pace. <.<
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Lexi Denver
Giving a weak smile to Jim she then headed off to meet Sal and have a quick look at the tank containing the Prayer Flower. Oooooh. Not as interesting as one would have thought. Not at all.
Meh. She could still smell Mooncalf Dung and was none too happy about this situation. Poking her bottom lip out a bit she took Sal's hand in her own and called out to Seren, "
Good day, Professor."
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Come on, Sal. I cannot stand the smell of mooncalf dung..." POUT.