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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2017 6:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2018 10:12 am
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Quella Fehtan
"Nah," said the hunter with a huge grin. "Some trolls just can't take it when an Alpha shows up I guess. No big deal. And I'm not dabical at all! Whatever that means." Malice's icy glare washed over the blueblood like so much cold water on the back of a quackbeast. It wasn't that the hunter didn't care - she just didn't even notice in the first place. Quella started circling the block as she looked for some sort of way out, maybe an air duct or some way she could escape out a window. The vents on the floor were screwed down tight, though. Didn't look like there was gonna be much luck with those.
Instead, the little blueblood dragged a box of supplies in front of a window, and undid the latch. "It's cool," she said, grinning at her prisonmate. "I don't plan to be around here long enough to really get in the way of your moping. You have fun in here doing that and I'll go ahead and get into space, if you don't mind." The blueblood opened the window latch and stuck her head out, then pulled it right back in. Oh man.
That was a hell of a drop.
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