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[h2][center][color=7bcdc8]Rowan Kimb[/color][/center][/h2]
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Rowan looked up from his book. He was sitting in one of the chair by the table near the balcony. He smiled, putting in the bookmark and nodded. He got up and moved with her to the bathroom. He plugged in the hair dryer and brush. [color=7bcdc8]"Of course. I'll always dry your hair, little one."[/color] He started to gently brush her hair, swishing the hair dryer against it so it dried. 

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[h3][center][color=f6989d]Killian Velvet[/color][/center][/h3]
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Killian looked up when Xavier walked in. He offered a small smile, clearing his throat lightly. He'd only finally started speaking last night. So his voice was rather scratchy and worn. He'd done a lot of snarling and growling. [color=f6989d]"A little sore still.."[/color] He clear his throat again. [color=f6989d]"But better.. I think I should..*throat clear* be able to leave today. As long as I'm under someone's.. observation."[/color]