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Post by Mikka Volkov on Apr 1, 2012 22:31:25 GMT -5
Mikka nodded curtly. "Another time then." She rose, turning to give Karter a short farewell wave before climbing onto the back of her seat, hopping across the rows of chairs to reach her exit. She landed and leapt with feline-like grace, despite thr impracticality of her clothing for such things (namely the high heels).
Leaving the room the "normal way" was vastly overrated.
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