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Post by Melody Arachne on Jun 27, 2007 0:10:43 GMT -5
"Oh, cripes! When it rains, it pours ..." Melody wipes her bloody hands on a bar rag, and jiggles Taito's head once or twice to make sure it's staying in place. "Could one of you guys sedate Leon? He's getting goo all over the place ... " She stomps past the cage, careful to keep out of reach. "Nuh-unh, mister, no revives for you. And if those creepy dolls of yours try any funny business, they're slag, you hear?"
She walks over to the cellar trapdoor, really wishing there was some sort of peephole, impractical as that might be. "Um, yeah ... this could be a really stupid thing to do, right? I'm gonna pull up the trap, if you see more than one down there, yell quick and I'll slam it shut. Thing's pretty heavy, I should be able to get it shut again ... I hope ..."
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