[ Wild dogs. The words aren't coming as easily to his writing anymore and he finds himself growling them aloud anyway. He scratches them out in one quick, heavy handed gesture. Unless the Malnosso had truly constructed something in the true spirit of a gamemaker, an adversary of unfair advantage...no. They wouldn't be the first set of genetic monstrosities to come after her. Had her luck really run dry this time with no one to help her, or did she just finally surrender herself?
No. He wants someone else to be angry at for this.]
I'm going to go out on a limb here and call you a damn liar. You know something.
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She wouldn't have g[ Wild dogs. The words aren't coming as easily to his writing anymore and he finds himself growling them aloud anyway. He scratches them out in one quick, heavy handed gesture. Unless the Malnosso had truly constructed something in the true spirit of a gamemaker, an adversary of unfair advantage...no. They wouldn't be the first set of genetic monstrosities to come after her. Had her luck really run dry this time with no one to help her, or did she just finally surrender herself?
No. He wants someone else to be angry at for this.]
I'm going to go out on a limb here and call you a damn liar. You know something.