Re: LAUNDRY DISASTER: New Fashion Statement (attn: My'jir, Zilrean)


It was always something, wasn't it. My'jir was not in a good mood today. He was tired and feeling his age and this had to be the third person this morning who had come knocking on his door. With a sigh the large man roused himself from his seat and over to the door. He made a for a particularly intimidating image as the large man pulled the door open.

"What is it lad?" he asked, regarding the younger fellow standing outside.

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