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Post by Lachryma on Mar 15, 2007 0:49:31 GMT -5
Lachryma turns from treating her only patient.
"Go back to bar? Booooring. I is very busy here and...." she cocks her head to the side. "Friend? Ivan man went to bar, didn't he?"
She rolls her eyes.
"Yes, you owe me big time. Many kiwis, ticket out of Malton, bear jerky, and 10 gallons of scotch barely cover debt."
She packs up her medkit and with a last glare at her patient, she leaves the waiting room.
"You there! Guard! Give me back rifle, I have important things to do. I is back soon though."
She strolls back onto the streets of Malton.
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