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[ Cambria's face appears, looking like she's got a headache from hell--it's either the annoyed look on her face or the way she's pinching the bridge of her nose with her thumb and forefinger. After a few moments of composing herself, she addresses Siren's Port for the second time: ]
Hello, world. Or whomever's listening at this moment. Cambria, remember?
[ Cambria looking tired, but that's not the point. ]
I've picked up a stray and I'm hoping one of you will at least identify him now that I've managed to clean up all of the puke.
[ She takes the NV and turns it around where there's a red headed, dreaded skullet-sporting drummer nestled in the sheets and completely passed out. ]
[OOC: Backdated to this log, I am SO SORRY for the confusion everyone ;_; ]
Hello, world. Or whomever's listening at this moment. Cambria, remember?
[ Cambria looking tired, but that's not the point. ]
I've picked up a stray and I'm hoping one of you will at least identify him now that I've managed to clean up all of the puke.
[ She takes the NV and turns it around where there's a red headed, dreaded skullet-sporting drummer nestled in the sheets and completely passed out. ]
[OOC: Backdated to this log, I am SO SORRY for the confusion everyone ;_; ]