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Post by Lachryma on Mar 31, 2007 0:27:42 GMT -5
Lachryma covers her arms across her face to protect from debris. After a moment, she looks up.
The silence stretches.
"I is only one in bar now, but I not here when...dead one is tossed out. I is merely innocent bystander."
She thinks for a second.
"Waaaaiiit, you like dead one? Isn't there death penalty for that in Malton?"
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