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The purple masked turtle sat at his desk, clicking and typing away. A mutant lizard woman watched his work; with a few suggestions for what the turtle was working on. After a few hours of just that, they saved and printed the result. The two looked at it with joy and pride in their combined effort. "This will work perfectly!" the turtle said with excitement. "Yes, it will," the woman replied, her voice sounding quite tired, yet with joy. "This will be perfect for our Mutant's Rights March." she told him, slowly, yet gently, pulling the paper down, forcing his hand down with it. In a rush, she gently pressed her lips on his cheek, with a small "Thank you," slipping from her lips.

My half of the art trade with the lovely Ty-Chou

Description
The purple masked turtle sat at his desk, clicking and typing away. A mutant lizard woman watched his work; with a few suggestions for what the turtle was working on. After a few hours of just that, they saved and printed the result. The two looked at it with joy and pride in their combined effort. "This will work perfectly!" the turtle said with excitement. "Yes, it will," the woman replied, her voice sounding quite tired, yet with joy. "This will be perfect for our Mutant's Rights March." she told him, slowly, yet gently, pulling the paper down, forcing his hand down with it. In a rush, she gently pressed her lips on his cheek, with a small "Thank you," slipping from her lips.

My half of the art trade with the lovely Ty-Chou