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Krel Ansell · 04-13-2022, 01:42 AM

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Originally Posted by Bazinga

Alana had a stack of files in her hands and she might have had more than she should be walking with. She knew she should had made a few trips, but not wanting to take up more time than she needed she grabbed them all and was walking as carefully as possible.

As she turned a corner she heard the whistling to late before she had ran into someone. All her files falling to the floor and scattering around. Well this wouldn't be good, she had no clue what was in them, but she was certain mixing them up was probably not a good thing for her job.

"I'm so sorry

"Oooffttt..." The trident slipped from his hands and clattered to the floor loudly. Had he walked into a wall again? Maybe a pillar? He reached out in front of him trying to find what he hit. And as he did that he heard a voice near his feet. "Vhat? Oh, No vorries. I haf been zrough vorse.
" He said looking down, but in the wrong direction. He heard the rustling of papers and squatted down. "Let me help," he offered. He squatted down and reached for what he thought was a sheet of paper, instead he knocked the trident around.

04-13-2022, 01:42 AM	#4 (permalink)
Krel Ansell Mooncalf Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Drowning in files Posts: 7,071 x1	randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Quote: Originally Posted by Bazinga Alana had a stack of files in her hands and she might have had more than she should be walking with. She knew she should had made a few trips, but not wanting to take up more time than she needed she grabbed them all and was walking as carefully as possible. As she turned a corner she heard the whistling to late before she had ran into someone. All her files falling to the floor and scattering around. Well this wouldn't be good, she had no clue what was in them, but she was certain mixing them up was probably not a good thing for her job. "I'm so sorry "Oooffttt..." The trident slipped from his hands and clattered to the floor loudly. Had he walked into a wall again? Maybe a pillar? He reached out in front of him trying to find what he hit. And as he did that he heard a voice near his feet. "Vhat? Oh, No vorries. I haf been zrough vorse. " He said looking down, but in the wrong direction. He heard the rustling of papers and squatted down. "Let me help," he offered. He squatted down and reached for what he thought was a sheet of paper, instead he knocked the trident around. __________________