*Walking down the hallway, MnT sighed inaudibly, grateful that they had not run into anyone, who might be curious as to why he was not wearing his trenchcoat, something he had rarely been seen without in the past few months.. Turning a corner, MnT nodded his head in the direction of one of the doors. A quick glance at the sign beside told her it was indeed the storage area..*
... Well then, are you adamant in your wish for merely a rope? As I mentioned earlier, my offer still stands, and it would be no trouble..
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