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Post by Lachryma on Feb 28, 2007 23:00:44 GMT -5
With a swoosh of her poncho, Lachryma stood up and strolled over.
"I hear you speak of my rats. I is kind, no? But I also hear you say 'hamburger' while staring at me."
In one quick motion, she pulled out a syringe full of a brown, turgid liquid and placed it to Melody's neck.
"Is this cannibal place? For I no get eaten by dead ones or otherwise. Is understood?"
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