13th Star

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[It's a beautiful day in Mayfield, and Lyon greets the day early in the morning by clawing her way up through several feet of dirt.  This dress she's wearing isn't exactly standard attire for a Queen's Knight apprentice, but for some reason it just feels right today.  And there's one person in particular she definitely can't wait to see.]

Prince...

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[As if this week couldn't get stranger. Caesar was planning on wandering towards school today, but this bout of weirdness is more interesting than class.]

Lyon? What in the world are you wearing?

[Because that is so not her, that dress.]

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I don't know... it just felt like the right thing to wear today for some reason.

[She says in her normal tone of voice as she slowly stalks toward Caesar, hands held in the air menacingly.]

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[Why is she shambling? Better yet, why is she shambling towards him?

Not that... it's dangerous. He can just move backwards down the sidewalk, staying just out of her reach.]

Where did you even get a dress like that?

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I had it when I woke up today. Isn't it pretty?

[shamble stalk creep]