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[ OOM: A dream of death and monsters.]
Atton stumbles downstairs, rubbing his shoulder a little. The kolto pad itches and stings in a distinctly unpleasant fashion, after all.
He goes straight for the Bar to get cigarettes and alcohol. He has a feeling he's going to need them.
[Tinytext tag: Thy Kingdom Come.]
Atton stumbles downstairs, rubbing his shoulder a little. The kolto pad itches and stings in a distinctly unpleasant fashion, after all.
He goes straight for the Bar to get cigarettes and alcohol. He has a feeling he's going to need them.
[Tinytext tag: Thy Kingdom Come.]