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The science fiction rollplay for members of Flight of Fancy. |
Zalla stared at the group. Most were quiet. Even she was for once. But Trine was... she looked so worried. Zalla walked up behind the woman and sat down. "Hey." she said, and, waiting for Trine to reply, she munched on the food Chrysth had gotten. It wasn't half bad. |