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Post by Razer on Nov 27, 2014 4:07:04 GMT -5
Capital City,
Here was the place to get things, things to get dirt on, like the library. Many rogue alchemist would pay a lot for that information, and that info he would have in hand for anyone willing to pay for it. He stood under a bus stop, watching the rain fall, listening to it hit the tin roof over the stop. His jacket kept him warm, its black leather, and white fur lining keeping him all warm, and cuddly. "Good ol' fur." He smiled to himself. His smile turned into a smirk. Across from him was the library building, guards were posted in the rain, along with either more inside.
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