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Surprised, Addison shuts his mouth and folds his arms over his chest. He listens to the Dean's obfuscation and the question-dodging and furrows his brow a bit. This isn't a game he's appreciating, and the stormy look he's sporting makes that pretty clear. He grits his teeth a moment or two before speaking. His tone is clipped, impatient even. "Go where?" Last edited by syphiliticmind; May 14th, 2013 at 12:40 PM. Reason: Bolding, yo. |
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"Why, to the University of course!" he says cheerily, missing out on Addison's tone. "You didn't think this was it, did you? My my, no.. it simply wouldn't be safe to have our entrance able to be tampered with in such a straightforward fashion. These rooms are where all the groups wait while the others arrive, you see. The Order of the Cyphers protects the true entrance."
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You are unable to immediately remember anything about the Order of the Cyphers.. perhaps they were a thieves guild?
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