"Nope, definitely not captives. They don't tend to feed captives, you know just torture them for the fun times." Molly replied, biting her lip piercing. She took the bread, and ate and drank a little feeling a little happier about the whole guest custom. She didn't get the heebie jeebies from the woman but you never knew. And it always paid to be extra careful. "I'm Molly."
Just Molly. Names had power and yeah, she kinda was getting a bit too paranoid in her old age.
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Date: 2013-06-05 08:18 pm (UTC)Just Molly. Names had power and yeah, she kinda was getting a bit too paranoid in her old age.