acting almost worse than ever | joining

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PIMOSTRA[/td][td][div style="width:270px; height:275px; overflow:hidden; margin-left:-130px;margin-top:12px;"][div style="width:287px; height:275px;text-align:justify; font-family:times new roman; font-size:13px; color:#FF5A6E; line-height:10px; overflow:auto;"]Candy red eyes look to the source of the voices, and she takes in each of the new faces. Four people showed up. That was nice. This could work out, if she wasn't a dumbass. She opened her maw but quickly closed it, unsure. She mentally willed herself to speak. This wasn't a time for cowardice.

"I'm Pimostra. Uh.. join. Yeah." God that came out super shady, but whatever. She was joining. She wasn't here to kill people, or steal children, or whatever. She was here to join and get back to work on her archives. Pim needed some place to set up a little station, after all. What better place than here? A group that was close to the stars? Space? A place where she once came from.

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