| [Jan. 24th, 2012|06:40 am] |
"Do you think that was what happened?" Dinadan brightens considerably more than he normally would at the prospect of having been mind-controlled. "It would explain a few things. Unless I wrote notes to myself explaining why I thought it was a good idea. I do that sometimes."
He glanced around the room. "Please tell me I was teleported here with pants." |
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