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Post by DMis on Nov 25, 2015 22:50:25 GMT -5
Forsaken nodded. "See you around. Now I have to go deal with my hiding spot... and move out...." she offered. "The librarians are probably not too happy with that..."
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Nov 25, 2015 22:53:54 GMT -5
Paul had to laugh at that. "Haha, I can't imagine...!"
He then nodded and kicked the door open. "Well, again, best of luck to ya. I'll contact you sometime after I've set up an account."
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Post by DMis on Nov 25, 2015 22:55:30 GMT -5
Forsaken nodded before wandering back to the library.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Nov 25, 2015 23:04:31 GMT -5
With one last wave, Paul stepped outside and began his trek back to the hotel. He took a deep breath through his nostrils and grinned at the autumn sky. Then, with an air of inquisitiveness and concern, he gently touched one of his new horns, finding that their rapid development seemed to have slowed, if only for now.
He shrugged it off and continued on his way without much of a second thought. He had endured this plenty of times before. He could live with another strange physical attribute. All that was left to do was to get down to the bottom of it all. Not just for himself, but for Kenny as well. He was equally as curious about the origin of Kenny's powers, as well as his sudden fascination with the eldritch and occult.
Whatever the case was, Paul swore to himself that he would remain confident and optimistic. He'd make the most out of his situation. He always had.
Look out, Dimensional Island. There's a new dragon coming your way.
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