[~Oprilthevykker~]

Ooc: Guess I'm waiting on Flad.

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Ic: Opril was standing next to the generous and helpful slig that
had helped him get to the Office in the first place, looking over at him.
Before saying a word, he took a sip of some mouthwash he strangely enough..
had on hand. He swished the mouthwash around then spit it out of the floor.
"Aheh, that should help.. But yeah, thanks for helping me around.. Flad, is it?"
Opril smiled, hugging his upper right arm around Flad's neck.