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En ma fin git mon commencement
In my end is my beginning
u right. also, amazingly, for the first time the npc doesn't punch back :o (Reply)
u right. also, amazingly, for the first time the npc doesn't punch back :o
Date:
2017-07-16 11:58 pm (UTC)
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ofscots
"Jesus
fuck
."
It's a very good blow. It quite nearly knocks Bothwell off his feet. It certainly has him dropping Moira's scarf as both hands lift to his face to assess the damage.
"What-- the
hell
, Macintyre?"
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u right. also, amazingly, for the first time the npc doesn't punch back :o
Date: 2017-07-16 11:58 pm (UTC)It's a very good blow. It quite nearly knocks Bothwell off his feet. It certainly has him dropping Moira's scarf as both hands lift to his face to assess the damage.
"What-- the hell, Macintyre?"