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Post by primate on Oct 22, 2007 14:35:03 GMT -5
The sun goes down, and you wake up, pushing yourself up from the bed.
You recognize the room you're in. It's your room in the Tremere chantry.
You're somewhat groggy, and not quite sure why.
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Post by similar on Nov 17, 2007 19:01:54 GMT -5
Lindsay rolled off the bed and staggered upright. It had been a long journey and he had arrived very late this morning. Too late to bother the regent, even with something as important as this. It was strange to actually be back after all this time, as long as his old laboratory was still available he would be happy. He knew just the spot in which Sandro would look so cute.
Dragging his hands through his jumbled hair Lindsay pulls on a black overcoat in the hope it would make his bony frame more presentable with very little effort. Quickly checking the contents of its pockets were contently in place with his hands Lindsay feels ready for this quick sortie into the night. His other friends would be fine in their crates for now.
Lindsay exits out into the corridor from his room, confident the regent would still take audience in the same part of the chantry as before.
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