Dec 20, 2009 22:04
[Tossing one of the materia-type orbs rapidly back and forth between his hands, Dora's hanging around the common area. He's smirking, but there's a tense sort of air about him, a man losing patience.]
What, no one's going to tell us who to vote for tonight? No plans? No special theories?
You all must be so disappointed.
dora folk,
round 5