by Taria » Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:42 am
Bashraa watches Meelie remove her armour in silence as her puppet trudges into the room. Sitting down in a nearby chair, Bashraa stretches her arms and gives a slight yawn. "You know, those pirate never let me get the rest I wanted either."
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