Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160229022316/@comment-26852465-20160309020813

Abernathy nodded.. dirtbag, eh? Nice code, he thought sarcastically.. he wondered what it meant.

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The girl seemed distraught at his gait. Six minutes..? She wondered why, as she reached behind her and pulled forth a shiny red wagon. "You look hurt.. do you need help?" It seemed like she was offering him passage out..

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"Yeah.. if you head anywhere else.. it'll probably just be some stray zombie girls, or worse yet, a dead end." She leaned against the locker, winking at Armstrong. He had this, she thought. This wouldn't be too much of a problem for him.. plus it would get her sister some fun, which she hadn't had in quite a while. "Nice name.." she commented, waving her hair back. "You've heard mine already.. it's Glendias. Just that.. no surname, anymore. Sister's name is Velma."