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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Nov 11, 2018 0:56:49 GMT -8
Timothy- "She's... I don't know how to-- סתריאל. My sister, my father, my mother... they're all here, waiting for me. She wants to take me here too. She'll try to trick you, bribe you--"
??- "Hey, anyone there?" You hear a woman call out. Mills freezes up, his eyes darting back and forth.((Please roll 2d10 + Perception))
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Nov 11, 2018 1:03:16 GMT -8
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Nov 11, 2018 1:07:24 GMT -8
You really can't tell where she's coming from, or who that is. Sounds like she's not incredibly far though.
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Nov 11, 2018 1:13:31 GMT -8
Gerald - "Who is that?" Did I trust that voice? Not really.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Nov 11, 2018 1:23:29 GMT -8
Mills shook his head fiercely, and crouched down low, behind the railing. ((Think we will hold here while we wait for a certain someone. ))
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Nov 11, 2018 19:55:58 GMT -8
Whoever had called out, didn't seem to say anything else, and you
saw no sign of them from your vantage. Still, Mills was crawling away
like a pale spider, creeping along the railing to look for a way out.
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Nov 11, 2018 20:09:07 GMT -8
Gerald - "What are you doing over there?"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Nov 11, 2018 21:38:48 GMT -8
Timothy- "Tsstt--!!"
He took off running around the back end of the deck, prison-issue slip-ons
squeaking on the metal floors.
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Nov 11, 2018 21:51:11 GMT -8
I followed after since honestly? I didn't have any better ideas.
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