*a very displeased Tiger slinks in. she is reddisher than orange, and very thin, with a particularly disagreeable kind of face, and long claws and teeth*
...........*tries not to look as terrified as he feels* Ah. Ah...hello there, er, Sir Cat... *apparently, has not got very good grip on feline anatomy, but, er, we'll let that go*
........*clears his throat to attempt to speak, but it comes out as a rather hoarse squeak nonetheless* Ah, ahem, er, may I... may I assume that, being in this, er, place, you... are... a sentient tiger?
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*prowls around Stock's legs, lashing her tail*
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Typist: *poke* Yo.
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Typist: Eeeeeeeeee! Eeeeeee! <3333 That's brilliant.
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........*clears his throat to attempt to speak, but it comes out as a rather hoarse squeak nonetheless* Ah, ahem, er, may I... may I assume that, being in this, er, place, you... are... a sentient tiger?
Typist: XD
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