"Let go o' me, fascist pig!"
The loud, female and very scottish voice is heard first. Through a door comes a blonde woman dressed in ... Nothing, really. A corset, fishnet stockings, short shorts and various odd accessories. And she didn't so much come through the door as she seemed to be thrown through it. In a huff, she turns to look around
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"What'm I doin' 'ere? You're -- Dead, I thought." Not that she seems to be complaining.
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"So where are we then?"
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