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Post by Amelia on Dec 21, 2017 21:56:37 GMT -6
Name: Creel Gender: Male Level: 85.2 Loyalty: 87.2 Stats: Stamina: 7 Strength: 7 Resistance: 4 Dexterity: 5 Mentality: 2 Special Abilities: Hardy, Pack Instincts, Desert-Dwelling Moves: Claw, Peck, Dig, Blend-In Taught: Name (1), Come (1), Tack Up (1), Carry Load (2), Carry Rider (2) To Train: Dig [] Go [] Stop [] Claw [] Peck []
Amelia's Character Sheet Amelia didn't remember Creel. As a young hatchling, he had accompanied Gentle to the mines day in and day out. The Gallor was impressive as far as an Aptery went, and he was simple like many creatures. He had recognized that his owner looked different, but she still carried the same smell that he was used to. So, he had quickly accepted her as the same owner, just one who looked a little different. A little, however, was an understatement. The humanish had changed to a snow leopard mammalian. A woman who wore many layers of clothing had turned into one with a thick fur coat who only wore a scarf and occasionally gloves and boots. Her personality had changed to some degree, and the amnesia made it fun for Amelia to rediscover the life she had been living. She had come to train today, (luckily as Gentle she had left a list of the things she had trained Creel already,) and she wasn't sure what else to do. The snow had fallen all night, and now that the day was early it occasionally drifted between a light snowfall and sunshine. Amelia blended in closely to the snow, whereas Creel stood out easily. The brown Gallor was not used to snow, and every footstep sunk him deeper into the snow. He whined and clicked his beak frequently, trying to figure out what the snow was all about. He typically stayed inside during the winter, he was better suited for the warmth. His body was not made for this, and he was lucky his thick tail kept him balanced. He had retreated to a spot beside a large tree. It had lost its leaves and the long, thin branches had a sparkling white coating of snow and ice. He was content here however, as the shallow snow did not sink beneath him. Amelia was the opposite. The mammalian was learning more about herself, and danced with ease. Her paws were large and natural snowshoes, keeping her from sinking into the snow at every movement. Her thick tail kept her balanced with ease, and switching between two and four legs turned to be a game for her. Her coat blended into the snow, and if it wasn't for her bright blue eyes, she would be hard to find. She came towards the Gallor, standing upright and leaning against the tree. Extracting her claws, she smiled and looked at the tree. Perhaps she would save that for later. Staying on the ground with Creel was better for now. Post: 1 Words: 425
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Post by Jack on Dec 21, 2017 22:11:55 GMT -6
Name: Malice Gender: Female Age: Adult Species: Esticus StatsLevel: 5 Loyalty: 7 Cunning: 3 Animal Average Top Speed: 35 mph Power Levels: 5 Special Requirements: None Notes: None Stamina: 6 Strength: 7 Resistance: 5 Dexterity: 5 Mentality: 2 Special Abilities: Hardy, Earth Resistance, Stone Skin Moves: Arid Bite, Howl, Roar, Rend, Rock Shield Size Chart Reference: 4 KnowsName (1) Come (1) Stay (1) No (1) Follow (1) =5 To TrainSit (1) Lay Down (1) Tolerance (2) Accept Sudden Movements (2) The snow crunched under her boots and the feet of the halfbreed next to her, while the Esticus' paws were thick and padded, they still managed to go through the snow somehow. She wasn't built for the cold, she was built for the earth, for summer almost, when she could sink her claws into the ground and open it up. The injection she had been given was all the thanks she needed for her newfound abilities, something her brothers and sisters didn't have, that much was for sure. She snorted a little and glanced over at the woman next to her, a gloved hand on the arch of her back as she followed her along a little ways. The Park was something she had gotten used to after awhile, and she knew that things were only going to get more intense as their training continued. The halfbreed just hoped she would be able to keep up with the woman, she knew the look of determination in her eyes when she saw it, and she shivered a little even through her thick winter coat. Jack grinned a little at the shudder of the halfbreed, she knew what it meant, even though Malice would be loathe to know she knew what it meant. She knew there were great things in store for the halfbreed, she just had to coax them out of her and all that. She chuckled a little and then passed a gloved hand through her hair before shivering a little herself. Even though she had a thick coat on, it was still cold outside, and she hoped she could build a little fire next to where she and her halfbreed were going to train for the day. Before she could find a suitable spot for training, however, the area where they usually trained of course, Malice started to growl a little bit, eyes narrowed, hackles raised. The woman raised an eyebrow and looked around a moment before her eyes rested on the mammalian and her Gallor. A smile played across her face and she hardened the hand on the back of the Esticus for a moment, telling her it was alright and to calm down through a simple gesture. Hackles still raised, the halfbreed stopped growling, however, and her eyes opened slightly to see what she could see. "Hey there!" she called out with a smile and a wave. Jack: 1/10 Malice: 5 1/5; 7 1/5
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Post by Amelia on Dec 22, 2017 0:47:45 GMT -6
Creel whined and clawed at the snow, unhappy about the weather. Why couldn't it be warm all the time? He whined again and dug his front claw into the snow, pulling it back and creating a hole. Amelia took this moment as a small opening, and smiled as her pet dug at the snow. "Good job Creel. Dig. Good dig." Her voice was sweet, and she stroked the head of the Gallor. She figured if they were here they might as well do some training, and snow was probably the best material to learn how to dig. It move back easier than earth, and it was easy for her to hide things in there to bury them for her pet to learn. Creel squawked as the mammalian spoke to him. He clicked his beak and flicked his head to the side. The words meant little to nothing to him, and there was still a long way to go before he would have some understanding about what she wanted from him. Alas, he clicked once more and struck his claw into the snow.
Creel notice the others before Amelia did. He squawked and nuzzled the mammalian with his beak, and she pulled back suddenly in shock. It was a lady (who walked with a noticeable limp,) and some sort of hybrid of sorts. Amelia was getting used to seeing these, lately there were more mixtures of lab created creatures than breeds themselves. Of course, she had no idea when the last breed had been created. It could have been two weeks ago, (although in reality in had been a few years.) Memory was a funny thing, and when you didn't have it it was hard to put some things into perspective. This was the first person she had met since she had lost her memory (along with the assortment of other things,) and she wondered if she had known this woman before things had changed. However, it didn't seem as though the woman recognized her.
"Hello! Nice pet you have. My name is Amelia, and this here is Creel." She paused as the Gallor let out a squawk and clicked his beak at the sound of his name. He reached towards the cross and tilted his head. Could Gallors smell? Amelia assumed he was doing something of the sort, trying to recognize in his own way what this creature was. One he had probably never seen before. Amelia noticed the woman bundled up and felt a bit awkward on her lack of need for clothing - her thick fur covered any parts anyhow. Mammalians lacked the body shame that accompanied humans and their counterparts. Or at least that was what the snow leopard theorized. "A little chilly eh?" She wasn't that cold, but the lady looked to be. Same with her pet it seemed.
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Post by Jack on Dec 26, 2017 20:30:25 GMT -6
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Jack smiled a little at the woman's enthusiasm, she was probably right at home here in the snow from the looks of her. Thick fur covered her body and really not much else, but mammalians had a weird sort of code when it came to clothes, and she should know it, she was dating one. A smile widened for a moment as she thought of Renathan, and then shook her head, she didn't have time to think of him right now, she needed to train her halfbreed and get to know this woman as it was. She waved back, her walking stick in the crook of her arm as she leaned on Malice for a moment, pushing down on her backside to get her to sit. "Sit Malice," Jack told her with a firm voice, growling a little when she resisted against her hand for a little bit until the woman stopped putting pressure on her. Ah well, it usually took a little while, but that was fine, they would get it figured out. "I'm Jack and this is Malice, one of my halfbreeds," she introduced herself finally, holding out one of her gloved hands, offering to shake Amelia's paw, "It's nice to meet you, are you new here?"
Of course she thought she had heard of Creel before, but she wasn't sure if that was true or not, wasn't he owned by someone else? But he seemed rather at home with this woman, so maybe she was thinking of another animal named Creel or something, it wasn't like a lot of names weren't common around here. There had to be more with the same name, right? Giving herself a little shrug as she shook her head a little bit to scatter the stray thoughts to the wind, the woman smiled again and then leaned on her walking stick, giving her leg a little rest for the moment. "I take it you're training since you're in the park, though I suppose you could just be socializing..." trailing off, Jack gave a little chuckle, she just wasn't sure what to say, though if the woman wanted some pointers in training, she did own the training guild. Maybe she would be interested in it at some point?
Jack: 2/10 Malice: 5 2/5; 7 2/5
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Post by Amelia on Dec 28, 2017 14:32:28 GMT -6
Amelia was right at home with the snow, she really enjoyed it. Of course, the mammalian had never seen anything else (with her memory.) Amelia nodded when the woman spoke, trying to listen. Had she met this woman before? It hurt her to think that she probably had, and she just couldn't remember. Oh no. Was she new here? A bit of panic overwhelmed the mammalian as she tried to think of an answer. The problem was, she didn't have one. She didn't know if she was new here. What if somebody recognized one of her pets and thought she had stolen them? That was so possible. Why didn't her past self warn her about social interactions. That this could pose as a huge problem for her when she tried to meet people. But now a few seconds had passed, and she had to answer. "Yes, I've only been living here for a few weeks." That was partially the truth. Maybe it was the truth, she had no way of knowing for sure. She had a feeling she had been here for years - sometimes she would walk down trails unsure of where they were going and they would take her where she needed to go. Her body remembered things that her mind just didn't. "You're actually the first person I've met since I've been here. I've taken some time to settle in." The settling in part was right, the other stuff... maybe not so much. "What about you? Have you lived here for awhile?"
The Gallor looked at the woman, however he had never met her before. She had a sense of familiarity around her, and he had a feeling that Gentle knew her. However, Amelia knew nobody. She was relearning basic tasks and it was a struggle every day... getting a little bit easier for her as the days went on. Creel clicked his beak and looked at the other creature, who clearly was struggling against what his owner wanted from him. His eyes flashed towards the mammalian, and he scratched at the snow again, trying to unearth the grass beneath it. Again, Amelia took this opportunity for what it was. "Dig," she scratched the side of his face, "good dig Creel." She realized she had not brought anything for training purposes, and perhaps that was something she would have to look into. Surely her past self had treats and knick-knacks to help her train better.
The Gallor sneezed and shook his body, shaking off some of the light snow that had accumulated in his fur. "Well, I figure I'd give this training thing a try. I don't really know much about it. I know this breed of Gallor know how to dig, I'm just hoping I can figure out how to train him how to do it on command." How embarrassing, this woman clearly recognized that she knew nothing about training. She probably had noticed that Amelia hadn't even brought treats. This was going downhill very quickly. Hopefully the lady didn't notice how odd she was.
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Post by Jack on Dec 30, 2017 0:25:26 GMT -6
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Ah, so she was new, that explained a lot of things she supposed. Jack smiled at her and then pushed a gloved hand through her hair, she knew what it was like to be new at some point, everyone did, but some people did better around new people than others did. She liked to think she did rather well around new people at least, and she grinned a little and nodded toward Creel, "Well if you ever need any advice on how to train something, let me know, I have a training guild with quite a few members, you can always come around and apprentice to one of them or something before joining up if you want to." Jack chuckled a little and then pressed down on the haunches of the halfbreed again, "Sit Malice, sit." The halfbreed pushed up against her hand again for a little bit before she finally relented and sat down, "Good sit Malice, good girl..." Jack gave her a treat for doing a good job and then focused her attention on Amelia again.
"You're doing a good job so far!" she exclaimed happily, reaching into her bag and pulling out a package of treats as she spoke, "Here, have these, it'll make training a lot easier when he has a good association with the word." While she always had some treats with her, she wasn't going to miss these too much, she didn't train Gallor very often or anything like them, she usually trained straight up carnivores like Malice here, it was a good challenge for herself she had decided a long time ago, and she didn't think anyone else did what she did. She trained the ones no one else would dare train sometimes, and she was proud of herself for it. Sure, with pride comes the fall, but so far she hadn't fallen and she wasn't expecting to anytime soon. It would happen eventually though, so she might as well have some fun while she could.
Jack: 3/10 Malice: 5 3/5; 7 3/5
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Post by Amelia on Dec 31, 2017 19:19:32 GMT -6
This lady was so nice! The snow leopard smiled, displaying pearly white fangs that had been bred through generations to tear through meat. Amelia hadn't figured out yet that all the vegetables she was eating weren't exactly designed for her, but right now she was trying her best. She was eating and so far hadn't fainted from hunger so perhaps things were going quite well. She listened to the woman speak about the training guild (which was something she had no idea about,) and was excited about it. She had never been to a 'guild,' (and she was too embarrassed to ask what it was,) and hopefully it was fun. The way the woman spoke of it made it seem like the place to be. She watched the lady train her creature to sit, and it looked like she was doing a decent job so far. Amelia wasn't really sure how to train and she was slightly embarrassed as she watched the lady feed her creature another treat, clearly the reward aspect the mammalian was missing out on. She blushed when Jack handed her the bag, and she felt lucky for once her white fur covered that type of emotion. "Wow, thank you. This is amazing just wow I really appreciate it." She smiled again and instinctively mimicked the woman, except pushing one of her ears back and some of the thick fur that covered her head.
Amelia also kept in mind that the woman was pushing down the half-breed's bottom, and perhaps that was something Amelia could do too. The woman buried a treat under the snow and pointed at it. "Creel," she paused and picked up his claw, using it to dig at the snow. "Dig." She tried to match the word with the action, but they were definitely at the beginning of the training still. Creel squawked and pulled his claw back before pushing at the snow, trying to get the treat out. He took his claw and dug it out of the snow and the woman cheered. "Good dig Creel." Did he dig because she told him? Certainly not. But hey, everything had to start somewhere. She flicked her large tail and held the end in her hand (or strangely shaped paw with opposable thumbs,) and enjoyed the time she had to spend with the lady and the pets. Maybe this life wasn't as hard as she thought it would be. Certainly Gentle would be happy that she had found Jack again.
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Post by Jack on Jan 3, 2018 11:43:55 GMT -6
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Jack smiled at her and waved her comments away a little bit, "Oh it's no problem, really! I always carry around extra treats, you never know what you might need them for, right?" Her smile turned into a grin and she looked down at Malice who was standing again, sniffing around at the ground for more treats, hoping one might pop up at some point. Things were going well, it seemed like she had made a new friend, and while people kept leaving and coming back, at least there was a little consistency when it came to the animals. As long as she had those, she wasn't going to feel lonely or anything, she figured with a low chuckle to herself.
"Sit, Malice," the woman told her, pushing down on her bottom again. Again there was resistance for a little while but she eventually sat down and was rewarded with a treat, "Good sit, Malice!" Jack rubbed the halfbreed's head for a moment and then sighed a little, looking around the snow covered training park. She didn't know what to do right now, but she hoped that Amelia was going to work well with this whole training thing. She could certainly take her under her wing for a little while and try to get her to understand what was going on, and so she offered her services to the other woman training the Gallor. "Do you need any help with training? I mean, if not that's alright, but I figured I'd at least offer a little help if you need some," Jack said.
Jack: 4/10 Malice: 5 4/5; 7 4/5
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Post by Amelia on Jan 5, 2018 17:45:42 GMT -6
It was so delightful being around somebody who was so pure and compassionate. This was really the only person Amelia had met so far, but she decided if everybody else was this nice then she was going to really enjoy living here. The mammalian scratched behind her ear before scrunching her nose as a slight breeze came by. Her coat was thick and warm, but her nose could feel the cold. She had no idea that having fur was so handy, as this was the only thing she could remember. But looking at some of the clothes she had gotten rid of... this really was rather nice. Hopefully summertime would be okay for the mammalian as well. Creel had uncovered the treat she had buried and was now happily munching away at it. She hoped it was working for him, she hadn't realized training was so hard. The intelligence of the creatures compared to herself was quite annoying at times. But perhaps it was less lack of intelligence and more inability to properly communicate. The mammalian decided to chalk it up to that before burying another treat.
She took the Gallor's claw and mimicked a digging sensation while repeating her command word. She then left the Gallor to himself, and uttered the word again. "Dig Creel." Creel cocked his head to the side before extending his front claw and pulling away some of the snow from around the treat. When he got far enough he utilized his beak until he got the treat out. "Good Dig Creel!" But again, there was a solid chance he wasn't going to be able to apply this skill when there was no treat to uncover. As Creel munched away on the treat the woman spoke about helping her train. "Oh my goodness please do! I have no idea what I'm doing and I'm really just trying my best." Amelia was so relieved to hear that Jack was willing to help her, and eager to see what the woman had in mind. Creel watched the other creature with a strong curiosity, unsure of what it was.
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Post by Jack on Jan 9, 2018 18:35:33 GMT -6
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Jack bundled up against the cold breeze that came by, the same one that left the mammalian scrunching up her nose for a little bit. It really was cold out, and she couldn't wait for spring to come around, the warmer weather and all that. She really was one for warm weather instead of cold, but she couldn't really put her training on the back burner right now, a lot of it was something that was going to help her in the future, she just wasn't sure what to expect from the cold right now. The snow on the ground was putting a bit of a damper on her thoughts at the moment, but she supposed that was alright in the end of it she thought with a little smile on her face. Jack stretched out once the breeze died down and wondered if she should keep training or drop off to help her new friend. It wasn't like she didn't know what she was doing though, Amelia was doing things the same way she would have done it in the first place what with the snow and all. Now hopefully she knew that if Creel learned how to dig, he was also supposed to hide in the hole he dug.
"Honestly you're doing great so far, it's exactly how I would have done it considering the weather and all that," the woman said with a little laugh in her voice, "But if you need help with some other stuff don't hesitate to look me up, okay?" Smiling still, the woman looked over at her halfbreed, "Malice, sit." Pressing lightly on the backside of the halfbreed, Malice sat down without much hesitation at all and sniffed at her hand for a treat. Giving a little chuckle, she gave her a chunk of meat and rubbed her head a little for a job well done.
Jack: 5/10 Malice: 5 5/5; 7 5/5 +1
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Post by Amelia on Jan 9, 2018 21:26:06 GMT -6
Amelia hadn't exactly experience warmer weather. As an individual she had, but as her current self she had no memories of it not being cold. She almost asked the woman if this was how the weather usually was, but then stopped herself. She really wondered if this was how the weather was... she had told the lady she was new here. "Is this what the weather is usually like here, or should I expect something warmer?" She thought of the warmth of the inside of her house, and imagined times of the year where it would feel that way outside. Hopefully the lady would not think she was strange for asking such a question. The Gallor squawked and luckily distracted Amelia from her potential embarrassment, and she turned her attention back to her training. Listening to the woman praise her made her feel really good. "Thank you. It's all a learning process for both of us, I don't know much when it comes to training and he doesn't know much in that sense either, so it's like we're learning together." Amelia smiled and patted the head of the large creature, and he cocked his head to the words she spoke. Of course they were not words he really understood, but he was progressing and picking up on some of them.
Okay, so they were doing well. The mammalian watched the other woman teach her critter how to sit, and it seemed like a much easier idea than the one she had went with. There was no point in stopping now, and Amelia decided to try it again. She kicked the snow back over itself, and pointed to another area. No treat underneath however. "Creel, Dig." Creel looked at her and stared at the snow, unsure of what she wanted. He was not quite there yet. She smiled a bit at her overeagerness, and picked up his claw and mimicked the digging again. "Dig," she repeated as she scraped his claws into the snow. She stopped and the Gallor continued his own motions, pulling the snow to the side to reveal nothing of interest. Well, they still had a long way to go. She praised him regardless, giving him a small tidbit for his work.
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Post by Jack on Jan 9, 2018 21:44:27 GMT -6
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Nodding, Jack replied, "Oh yes, it'll get warmer once winter is over. I'm not quite built for the cold, and my leg always acts up when it's cold out." Wincing, she reached down and rubbed her bad leg for a moment before standing back up with her walking stick, leaning on it heavily for support right now. Whenever it was cold outside, it seemed to trigger something in her scars from the crash, and she hoped it wouldn't be too horrible to deal with when the warmer weather came along, at least it didn't seem to be that way in the past. She smiled a little and bundled her scarf a little tighter around her neck and looked around at the serene park. No one else was training, no wonder the woman tended to gravitate toward the mammalian, she was one for companionship, just like some of her animals, and it didn't matter to her what the companion was, whether another person or an animal she could take care of. The fact that she could hold a conversation with Amelia, however, seemed to make it to where she didn't really want to leave at the moment.
"Sit, Malice," the woman said again, looking at the halfbreed. She was big enough to ride, but she wasn't sure she wanted to try it with her. Oh who was she kidding, of course she was going to mount train the halfbreed when they came to it on the list. Giving a sigh, she patted Malice's head when she sat immediately and nosed into her hand a little, looking for a treat. "No treat this time, you did very good, Malice!" Jack told her with a smile on her face and then ruffled her fur some more. She wasn't sure what else to say to the other woman right now, but there had to be something more than awkward silence. "What else do you plan on training him today, if I may ask?" Jack asked, tilting her head a little.
Jack: 6/10 Malice: 6 1/5; 8 1/5
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Post by Amelia on Jan 9, 2018 22:35:10 GMT -6
"Oh what happened to your leg?" A lack of memory sometimes led to a lack of social etiquette, and the mammalian paused after saying that to think if it was really appropriate. "I apologize, don't feel the need to answer that." If she was blushing it was luckily hidden beneath her fur, and she quickly looked away, drawing her bright eyes towards the snow, which reflected the sunlight. Perhaps it was sunglasses weather, but she hadn't quite figured out the understanding behind those yet. They were made for the sun but worked in the cold? She didn't understand so chose to forego them when preparing for her day. Amelia hadn't really noticed the lack of people before, but now that the snow was letting down a bit she realized nobody else was here. Which wasn't surprising, considering it was cold and people tended to stay inside when it was like this. Why Creel came outside when his body was so much more acclimated to inside, she really had no idea. But here they were, and aside from an occasional shiver he didn't seem to mind the weather.
Amelia had no idea what kind of creature the other woman was training. It didn't look like anything she had in her kennel, however most things didn't. Lots of different species and crosses out there, surely he fell in there somewhere. Amelia buried a treat under a different bundle of snow. Creel's attention was sharp and focused, and the mammalian pointed to the pile of snow. "Dig." Initially, he went to uncover it with his beak. "No, Dig." Amelia was quick to correct, and grabbed at his front claws. Understanding her upset tone, he began to follow through the motions he had previously been shown. In a few moments the treat was visible and he quickly munched it up. "Good job Creel." Amelia stroked the side of his head with a pleasant smile.
The other woman's words caught her by surprise. Oh goodness, she had no idea how to answer that. "Well, he knows a little bit of mount training," somehow she had taught that, which now the mammalian wanted to laugh considering she had no idea how she had managed to get on the Gallor's back. However she was larger now, but she still thought she would be able to make mount training work. However, she hadn't brought the saddle from back at home. So that was partially out of the question. However, she could probably training something like 'go,' or 'stop.' "To be honest I hadn't really thought of anything. Perhaps some combat type moves." Was that what they were called? Combat? Battle? She knew they could train creatures to do them, but she hadn't seen any (or remembered any.) "What about you? What are your plans for today? I bet you could probably ride him."
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