Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170914174248/@comment-3293219-20170921222132

As Vespus fought sleep deprevation, a black cat leapt up onto his table and began to examine him.

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"I do really, it's my job." Zak shrugged, looking down to her hand.

"I just... want to make sure you're fine"

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"Nope, not a telepath... If I was, you'd all be showering in your own shit, right now." The Heratic shrugged, leaning back.