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[this fine evening, at one of the tables in the Mess Hall, Radu is sipping absently from a glass as he reads. Said glass is filled with a dark red liquid...much thicker than wine. It rather looks like blood, and if you get close enough, it also smells like blood.
That would be because it is, in fact, blood. Fascinating, isn't it?
IN OTHER NEWS, he's reading a collection of Grimm's Fairy Tales. The original versions, naturally.]
((dropping for the night!))
That would be because it is, in fact, blood. Fascinating, isn't it?
IN OTHER NEWS, he's reading a collection of Grimm's Fairy Tales. The original versions, naturally.]
((dropping for the night!))