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[latenightmoon]

[A hand reaches up out of the lake, followed by a clump of seaweed-wait no that's a person. Allison pulls herself up onto the bank and kicks the alligator that had its jaws around her leg.]

Piss. Off.

[The octopus she escaped from looks a bit put out as it surfaces and she takes a moment to shake her fist at it in a threatening manner.]

How the

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[notpapa]

[Laughing, offering her a hand up.]

They're a bit too friendly, yeah?

[latenightmoon]

Yeah and bit too hands on. [Accepting the hand up.]

[notpapa]

[Ally-oop!]

Should prob'ly get going, then, before they get any more ideas.

[latenightmoon]

I'm not up for being alligator feed.