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ā¢ Most that venture neath their precious surface are...bald, save for their heads. You are, decidedly, not.
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rain
eepy so im gonna try to post a starter here for Big Lady intrractions tomorrow maybe hopefully
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ć Resting...a skeleton dangles from her maw. Seems she's unaware. ć
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...Haven't I seen you before? Some time ago.
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Your mind is addled with some strange distraction.
ć Tilting her head slightly so that only one set of eyes is facing Krypt. ć
What could possibly bother such tiny things as you, I could not imagine.
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evening.
bad evening.
i'm tired.
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ć Yawning, and rising from her curled position into a stretch - then turning her gaze towards {READER}. ć
...You intrude. At such an early hour? Why?
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ć Yawning, and rising from her curled position into a stretch - then turning her gaze towards {READER}. ć
...You intrude. At such an early hour? Why?
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