by Mournlore » Mon Oct 13, 2014 7:19 am
Happy and thrilled he says "yes sir! I was sent to this address to confront the chef, but I had gotten fought with by some rookies, so I apologies for my strange entrance. Don't worry, they didn't steal anything. " he trails off with a comfortable chuckle "oh, I know that face, I know I may look weak, but I can have quite a fight, yes, quite a fight indeed, and win too!" He play punches the air in a giddy excitement from the wound medicine.
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Call me Mourning
Adult || 5w4 || INFJ
I'm just a spooky soul
with a warm cup o' tea close by


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