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lavender is sure that living is worse (lavishly) wrote in pandorarpg,

Lavender Brown was a believer, so it was probably best that he didn't voice any of his opinion. Not that she hadn't come up against that sort of thing before. She knew better than to not trust her instinct, Lavender knew that things didn't just happened out of nowhere. There was always a force behind it. Some people called it God, free will, karma...Lavender had never been so concerned with names as long as she had a way to understand it.

"A black spot?" She thought of her bruise that wasn't a bruise. And how that sort of thing had been brought up before. But she didn't give much thought to it. It was easy for her to run into a piece of a equipment in the back or even just sleep funny and have a spot. Without doing it intentionally she reached to cover the upper part of her arm where she had found such a mark. "I do have something, but I mean...I didn't think it was anything to worry about."

Her body always did all sorts of weird things this time of the month. So really a spot wasn't really that alarming, growing a tail or fur, well, then she would have a problem. "Do you think it should be something I should worry about? Do you know of other people with spots?"