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Mar. 6th, 2010 02:18 am[Catpaw turns on the communicator, sounding confused and younger than her usual self. Ever so often her 'r's are rolled out like she's purring.]
Wherrrre am I? This isn't Bastok! My mother won't be happy if I don't get back home. I bet she'll send Sawyerrrr and Melloa out to find me.
[The person she's referring to is Hilda, who took her in and owns the Steaming Sheep Inn in Port Bastok. But, the Mithra won't stay put; her curiousity makes her wander over to the door and open it up.]
This is rrrrrreally weird. There's boxes everywhere!
Wherrrre am I? This isn't Bastok! My mother won't be happy if I don't get back home. I bet she'll send Sawyerrrr and Melloa out to find me.
[The person she's referring to is Hilda, who took her in and owns the Steaming Sheep Inn in Port Bastok. But, the Mithra won't stay put; her curiousity makes her wander over to the door and open it up.]
This is rrrrrreally weird. There's boxes everywhere!
