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WHO: Sabin and McDohl
WHAT: "Training" apparently. Sabin's thinking it'll be an asswhupping.
WHERE: The sparring area near McDohl's office
WHEN: About four hours after Edgar got drugged
RATING: PG? Violence and cursing.
Sabin stormed down the hallway of the Physical Education Centre, his fists balled tightly around two small scraps of paper. He stopped in front of the training room and took a deep breath. He had to remain calm in this; anger would cloud his judgement, dull his reflexes and for what he knew was coming, he couldn't afford that. Opening the door to the training room, he stepped in and pointed accusingly at McDohl with his right hand. His voice came in a low snarl as he tried to keep his temper in check.
"What's the meaning of this, Tir? Where is he? Where is that book?"
WHAT: "Training" apparently. Sabin's thinking it'll be an asswhupping.
WHERE: The sparring area near McDohl's office
WHEN: About four hours after Edgar got drugged
RATING: PG? Violence and cursing.
Sabin stormed down the hallway of the Physical Education Centre, his fists balled tightly around two small scraps of paper. He stopped in front of the training room and took a deep breath. He had to remain calm in this; anger would cloud his judgement, dull his reflexes and for what he knew was coming, he couldn't afford that. Opening the door to the training room, he stepped in and pointed accusingly at McDohl with his right hand. His voice came in a low snarl as he tried to keep his temper in check.
"What's the meaning of this, Tir? Where is he? Where is that book?"