08-06-2018, 12:03 AM
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ONISION M.F.
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[div style="background-color:#806A71;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"]The meeting was going fine. Bastille was using his usual potty mouth, not that Oni cared in particular. But, then things shifted. It went dark, and Onision flipped a wig. "What's happening? What's going on? Mama?" Squeaked out the child, searching around for Suiteheart. For Alexander. For someone.
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