.~New Plans~.

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☆ Hellooo Pavlova's! ☆
I hope you're doing good today! Again. I changed up my writing a LITTLE, more to my taste. and more to match the book's suspense. At least... I think it has suspense... 
ALSO THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE SUPPORT! 1K+ READS! THIS IS A MILESTONE ACHIEVEMENT! THANK YOU ('▽'ʃ♡ƪ)
For that. I have Christmas presents for you guys :] You'll just have to wait and see what it is!
[I love you guys, platonically]
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Lynix's POV 
I quickly look through my very unorganized chest for the three ingredients, occasionally looking at the small list, still annoyed.
'Honey, Rotten Flesh, and Melons...' I repeat in my mind again and again so I can lower my effort in trying to find them.

"FOUND IT!" I yell as I pull out some Rotten Flesh, which smelt horrible, ruining my proud moment as it goes up my nose I cough and shove it into my bag.
'ugh, this is disgusting...' I think to myself as I go to another chest to look for honey or a piece of melon.

"Who even has honey on this server?" I ask myself, pushing the top of my body into my chest, my eyes scanning what's in there.

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►Rage's POV
I let out a sigh as I threw some ingredients into a pot, stirring it together while eyeing the time like a hawk, I had to make it just right, Lynix was so easy to trick... This server needs to get better at having trust issues with me...

I hum, listening to the calm sounds slightly shifting my head from side to side in a smooth movement, a small smile on my face.
'now this is an ideal server, no interruptions, nothing but peace' I think to myself as I take a potion bottle and scoop up the purple and green shining liquid from the cauldron.

I exhale a breath of relief, placing the cork in the potion bottle, sealing it from any spillage happening, and smiling to myself as I turn off the soft, calming music playing in the background.
"finally done..." I say to myself out loud, yawning and stretching my body.

'My plans are coming together perfectly'

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►Lynix's POV
I let out a defeated sigh, I couldn't find any honey or a piece of a melon...
'This is just great...' I think to myself as I let out a groan, puffing out an exhausted breath before standing back up and looking over at my wide-open iron doors, Doni has removed my pressure plates on the inside a while ago, now it's just a leaver from the outside.

I hobble my way over to leave my chest room, leaving my tired legs to guide me to the door, quickly closing it and straightening my posture, making myself look more intimate towards others around me, even if no one was around, I still wanted to look cool and not like some slob.

Hurrying my way over to the open green field, trying to spot where any melons would be around the open area, my eyes scanning it as I see a distant striped green I smile and start to run towards it, wanting this to be over quickly, but as the colors and blends become more clear, I realize it's just wool...
"WHO PUTS WOOL IN THE MIDDLE OF A GRASS FIELD!?"

'This was going to be a long day...'

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The loud sound of hard heels making rough contact with the floor as the door is pushed open, the male speed walking over with his hood covering his head, shutting the wooden door behind him as he walks over throwing down a book and making a THUMP noise as it hits the wooden desk.

The other male's eyes look down at the book's cover with an unamused look spread across his face as he glares down at it with his piercing brown eyes.
"What do you want, Quiff?" the male asks with a fierce, annoyed voice.

"What the hell happened to it!?" Quiff yells motioning towards the torn-up potion book, pages ripped clean out of it, only leaving the non-powerful ones to spare.
"I don't have anything to do with this..." he calmly says to Quiff with a straight face.

"Waff!" he yells, using his little phrase meaning the other male was 'telling lies'
The other male sighs, an annoyed sigh with a discomforted face but he glares at Quiff, standing up from his chair.

"I may know who has done this..." he says walking over to Quiff, his hands behind his back with a smug smile across his face as he towers over the 5'5 man.
"Who did it!?" Quiff asks in an anger-filled voice, keeping his frown across his face.

"Well, My dear Quiff... Rage."

"Rage!? It all makes sense now... Liger."

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