Miranda Farron
Chunnin
It's not like I did it for you, or anything.
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Post by Miranda Farron on Aug 10, 2011 16:43:40 GMT -6
Miranda snapped her fingers and the stand appeared- surrounded by darkness at first. It would disappear at midnight every day the festival went on, and then vanish indefinitely after that.
There were "employees" (that were really manifestations of herself), a boy and a girl; the girl was at the counter and the boy was preparing food.
"G'Morning Miss Miranda! How may I be of service?"
Perfect.
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