Sophia whirled around as she heard a frantic voice shouting VODKA! She looked, and surely enough, it was Annun, looking half crazed and begging Mithadan for something strong to drink. Guilty, perhaps? Sophia giggled. However, with Fin on the dance floor she thought it was an ideal time to go collect the remains of her brown powder from Annun. can't let that stuff get into the wrong hands. Sophia thought to herself.
Leaving Mae to her own devices for one moment she got up and shook the wrinkles out of her full skirt. "Annun!" she called across the floor. The woman's eyes rested on her face for a moment before returning to her petition. The others standing around failed to notice her in the shocked silence however. Sophia sighed heavily, she'd have to go retrieve it she supposed.
She approached the group hesitantly, slightly worried that Lush's extreme radience would burn if she got too close. However the temperature remained constant and she reached for Annunfuiniel's hand. Annun looked at her with slight annoyance, and Sophia wondered if she hadn't been unwise to come between an elf and her vodka. But then she smiled, hearing Sophia's request, and handed back the silver case, saying simply. "Ah, you're so good with herbs Sophia!"
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The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me!
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