The Writer's Café

"Yes, Star that nonsense is over, so that there can be room for more nonsense!" giggled Reg. "I'm in a silly mood. Irin, you there?" Reg went to the kitchen and made herself a blizzard and made some tea for Lady. "Here you go, Lady! Would you like some sugar?"
 
GlooMi nodded, she had already guessed who it was. "Ah," she said with a smile. "That would be my master. Funny that he was out and about during daylight."
 
"Well, I didn't mean it as an insult. I hope he doesn't get angry!" stated Reg, her voice filled with fear."Not even my shape-shifting powers could protect me from him!"

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r shapeshifting powers ok, or r they op?

by shapeshifting powers i mean i can turn into animals
 
GlooMi giggled. "He's not goth sillies, he wears black because he spends most of his time awake at night. He enjoys blending in. And I can't exactly see him wearing black lipstick and eyeliner."
 
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