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It was Jaina's last day in Fandom, and considering this was like her third last day with a few "I'm not coming back"s in her early years, it didn't seem like that big a deal to her. Her things had either been donated or thrown away or shipped back to the Temple back home, and she had a couple bags set next to her at the moment, which was at least one bag more than she was used to traveling with. This was what settling in one place for a while did for you: you accumulated stuff.
She had a little bit of time till her portal, so she'd sent quick messages to those she thought might want to say goodbye and headed to the causeway and wait.
And wait, because of course the kriffing thing was late.
[Last post till she inevitably comes to visit! Open!]
She had a little bit of time till her portal, so she'd sent quick messages to those she thought might want to say goodbye and headed to the causeway and wait.
And wait, because of course the kriffing thing was late.
[Last post till she inevitably comes to visit! Open!]
