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elseworldexiles2007-08-10 10:47 pm
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Back at the Hotel Wundagore
"That's right. Count backwards from ten Ms. Lensherr."
The leather pouch is rolled flat on the surface of the bed. Each vial within is carefully hand labeled in an archaic German script.
Raven sits on the bed next to the green haired woman, gently holding one hand. She's wearing a maternal face with a faint hint of an Eastern European background. She unties the tournaquet from Lorna's upper arm and gives the girl's hand a gentle pat.
A stone knife sits behind Raven's back, out of the girl's sight. The room is suspiciously bare of any form of metal.
The leather pouch is rolled flat on the surface of the bed. Each vial within is carefully hand labeled in an archaic German script.
Raven sits on the bed next to the green haired woman, gently holding one hand. She's wearing a maternal face with a faint hint of an Eastern European background. She unties the tournaquet from Lorna's upper arm and gives the girl's hand a gentle pat.
A stone knife sits behind Raven's back, out of the girl's sight. The room is suspiciously bare of any form of metal.
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