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Originally Posted by FredTheFrog
Griffin sat on the ground, back against the wall. She balanced a dagger on her forefinger, blade against her skin. The grey mask was pulled up over her nose and mouth, but her piercing blue eyes were still visible. The hood of her cloak was pulled over her messy blonde hair. She was thinking about... she didn't exactly know what. Life mostly.
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Fend walked around, trying to make up a scheme to torture someone but she saw another person there...
"Hello, who might you be..?" She said in a passive aggressive tone, just Incase she was a hero...