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Room 507, Wednesday evening
Jan. 3rd, 2007 11:28 pmNadia was sitting crosslegged in the middle of the floor of the room, staring at a plain manilla envelope and the contents it had held within it.
The expression on her face could really only be described as "shocked".
With maybe a touch of "freaked the hell out" thrown in for fun.
One thing was for certain, she was damned well going to be on her guard when she went to this new professor's office tomorrow.
[ooc: open if you all like]
The expression on her face could really only be described as "shocked".
With maybe a touch of "freaked the hell out" thrown in for fun.
One thing was for certain, she was damned well going to be on her guard when she went to this new professor's office tomorrow.
[ooc: open if you all like]
