Trois -- Voice
[The sound the journal catches is not particularly intelligible; more akin to something tipping over--and crashing to the ground, several smaller somethings also hitting the ground, papers exploding everywhere--and somewhere under all that was some yowling. That was not from a cat.
It seems someone just flipped a table. Full of journals, textbooks, ink, paper and one Sneasel. From the sound of things, this was not necessarily a planned occurrence.]
It seems someone just flipped a table. Full of journals, textbooks, ink, paper and one Sneasel. From the sound of things, this was not necessarily a planned occurrence.]