The hallways, Saturday throughout the morning
Nadia was on a quest. A quest to find out her destiny!
If only she could figure out what that was. . . .
She had yet to notice the cat-boy in the shadows, recording her every move.
[ooc: open, especially to those who signed up for the plot, but to everyone else, as well. Schrodinger modded with permission.]
If only she could figure out what that was. . . .
She had yet to notice the cat-boy in the shadows, recording her every move.
[ooc: open, especially to those who signed up for the plot, but to everyone else, as well. Schrodinger modded with permission.]