OOC: that is a shame, but i know your very dedicated to FC and RPG's, so i hope to see you soon. good luck! also, thats some damn hard work.
IC: Forret reached Mr. Masta's office and knocked 3 times on the door, waiting for a reply. "He better not have me rearranging his office again like last time, my bloody back still hurts." He said under his breath.
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Rallin, deciding that this was enough socialising for one day, decided to look for the wolvark guard (Frank) and start some trouble. Maybe he could get a longer sentence if he was bad enough; he sure as hell didn't want to go back to that boring job in the mine. Being shot for his offences seemed to have slipped his mind.
He left the courtyard without another word and hung around outside of the cafeteria, waiting to spot the wolvark guard (Frank).
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