Tasha Ribakov (Oct 2, 2011 11:49:40 PM)
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Naji ibn Petra (Oct 2, 2011 11:49:47 PM)
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Naji ibn Petra (Oct 2, 2011 11:49:56 PM)
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Tasha Ribakov (Oct 2, 2011 11:56:08 PM)
*The old building is quiet, standign alone apart from all recidense, at the edge of the swamp. Tall and majestic in it's rustic glory, many holes and cracks adorning it's rustic sides and corners. Looking from the outside one can only imagine which of those holes look back. Tasha, however, has taken residence inside, in that darkness. She has left the door open, and janked a boot to it's brim to keep it that way, to let the moonlight in the main hall. It stretches a long white carpet to the dusty floor like welcoming any royal visitor who might step through that doorway. She sits against the wall, wrapped in the surroundign darkness, and watches the white light with blurry eyes. A bottle sits next to her. Half empty, or half full, how you take it.*