Binder Fred
3 rings to bind them all!
"The killing's- cawllateral," explains Sloor as an aside, his attention still wholly focused on Mir's back. "The spirks we kill getting in and awt." (And some of us in this room too if we're not frekking careful, frankly!) "*Unless* we stawp and frekking daw this *right*, sra." Projecting his voice forward on that last part, clearly trying to punch through to the blond woman's stubborn ears.
<Response Mir?>
Even TB drifts in, perhaps alerted by all the noise. It takes a spot to the right of the entrance, surveying the scene with its usual casual electronic interest.
<Response Mir?>
Even TB drifts in, perhaps alerted by all the noise. It takes a spot to the right of the entrance, surveying the scene with its usual casual electronic interest.
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