Subject: poison joke rp
Posted on: 2011-07-24 15:56:00 UTC

Naomi lugged the heavy saddle bags through the corridor. She blinked and looked around at the room. It looked like a large furnace room. She shivered as she felt the air move. She had no clue where this was, although the large fans covering the wall made it clear some kind of air moval system. She turned to move when a fast blur slammed into her. The bag flew from her hands and into the nearest fan. The fan easily chewed up the bags and its contents. She gulped and looked at her attacker.

(if you are asking why Naomi has it, well, it's from an incident that I'm working on with Labunrum.)

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