Fawn
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Post by Fawn on Jun 14, 2013 21:17:06 GMT -5
"Knock knock." Her leather boot tapped on the metal grate that sat atop the wooden doors. A groan and a whine squeezed between the boards and the two locks holding them down. Shifting her weight she went down on one knee to peer at the figure she could barely see, but knew was there.
"Is it an honor sitting sit in your own piss?" Tilting her head she let the ponytail swing over her shoulder. The morning sun shone down from the east blocking out her face as anything more than shadow. "Might want to hold it from now on. I hear the ammonia can kill ya." Rocking off from her kneeling position she strode to the wheel with a casual gait.
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