Haddyn: Still in the Future, Yo. (Saturday Fandom Time)
Mel collapsed on her broken down sofa and groaned. Tonight's patrol had featured a romp through the sewers and group of lurks two times more than what some of the locals had reported.
She was bruised, bloody and had to pop in her shoulder on her own after one enterprising lurk had dislocated it.
Still, she was alive and that counted for something.
[Open for Phone calls.]
She was bruised, bloody and had to pop in her shoulder on her own after one enterprising lurk had dislocated it.
Still, she was alive and that counted for something.
[Open for Phone calls.]