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<blockquote data-quote="Systole" data-source="post: 6324598" data-attributes="member: 93930">As Eanos approaches the door, he thinks he hears a low whispering.&nbsp; He can't make out the words, but something in the tone seems chilling, and a cold shiver runs down his spine.&nbsp; The murmuring stops before he knocks.Afterwards, a long moment passes before a face peeks out from behind the curtains of the window set into the door.&nbsp; It's a young man, rather handsome, but with dark circles under his eyes.&nbsp; It's easy to read the fear and exhaustion on his face, and his eyes keep darting back involuntarily to the darkness behind him.&nbsp; &quot;G-gemma...&quot; he stammers.&nbsp; &quot;I'm sorry.&nbsp; I'm n-not feeling that well.&nbsp; But I'll probably be better in a d-day or so.&nbsp; I-if Tassad needs his n-nets, they're in the y-yard.&quot;&nbsp; <img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/davel_150.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />. . . . . . Davel . . . . . .</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Systole, post: 6324598, member: 93930"] As Eanos approaches the door, he thinks he hears a low whispering. He can't make out the words, but something in the tone seems chilling, and a cold shiver runs down his spine. The murmuring stops before he knocks. Afterwards, a long moment passes before a face peeks out from behind the curtains of the window set into the door. It's a young man, rather handsome, but with dark circles under his eyes. It's easy to read the fear and exhaustion on his face, and his eyes keep darting back involuntarily to the darkness behind him. [COLOR=#008000]"G-gemma..."[/COLOR] he stammers. [COLOR=#008000]"I'm sorry. I'm n-not feeling that well. But I'll probably be better in a d-day or so. I-if Tassad needs his n-nets, they're in the y-yard."[/COLOR] [IMG]http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/davel_150.jpg[/IMG] [COLOR=#008000][B]. . . . . . Davel . . . . . .[/B][/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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