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6 posts. Alias of Dramatis Personae.
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"We'll build a wall at the opening just like Wetsands said. We'll be fine. After what we've been through how bad could it be?"
Katella steps forward and drops a heavy bag of pork that she butchered at the beach.
"And pig."
She smiles at the little man.
"I think we should bury him. Neck deep in the sand at low tide would suit me just fine. They're animals and he's one of them."
A voice from the hold speaks up:
"What about us?"
Some whispering passes between the girls.
"Ok, just a minute," Katella hisses.
The girls next to her pull out as many ribs as the men ask for (Ryor gets one, The Deceiver?). They kick them across the room making a clatter.
From the beautiful Chelaxian girl in a corset who was raped this morning:
"What are you looking at?"