The Delivery Boy accepted the hand up. It had been a long time since it had been touched by anything but the cold floor and walls, so it welcomed the warm skin happily. It shuffled up to it's feet, and did one of the only things it remembered. It did a slow, low, and elegant bow. It took a few steps backward and hissed again.
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Vykker X was waiting impatiently for the train to move. He needed to escape with the goods. Then, he remembered something. He hadn't got the goods. He screamed and ran towards the bathroom, and again locked himself inside one of the cubicles, crying.
OOC: I know what you mean T-nex, I've often thought about a map - I would think it be right for Dripik to make it, being him the one making the RPG, however, nonetheless I will try a temporary one myself tomorrow, then if I miss anything off some people can make suggestions and I'll add them!
