Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20171128234039/@comment-3293219-20171202210623

"Don't think that's possible." Doug grinned, pushing her away and flying away as she crashed. Both literally and figuratively...

Harriot was back at the barn, hancuffed to the same post, with the same cuffs.

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"I'm not that good a shot, Maria. How'd you expect me to hit a target that small?" The Gambler pouted before giving her a knowing smile.