15S R4 W1 Wednesday Afternoon
[So Krone has been walking through the hallways of the mansion and in her edgy infomod way she already suspects she hears a certain pair of cutting edge boots so she's going to just throw caution to the wind and cup her hands around her mouth all sing-song like.]
Red Rover, Red Rover! Let Eric come over~!!!?
Red Rover, Red Rover! Let Eric come over~!!!?
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Krone, you're making a habit of this! Or perhaps I am.
[He has someone to talk with. He won't be alone with the thought that he ought to at least consider killing a man he's never met. This is a huge relief.]
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