originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b]I gingerly take the rock. I examine it, wondering if it was just a rock, or if it was some sort of death-rock that summoned Lovecraftian horrors from the fifth dimension.[/b]
"What exactly is it?"
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[b]I get to work. I retrieve the meat, and start cooking.[/b]
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*She watches you as you cook, clearly interested.*
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*She sits patiently, watching you.*