33 Apocalypse Ave, Saturday Morning
Aug. 11th, 2018 04:28 amDante's phone laid on the kitchen counter, haphazardly discarded. Its warning light flashed a flickering red, advertising its dying battery.
Dante himself was nowhere to be found.
( This bodes well. )
[NFI, but OOC & broadcast okay! Preplayed with the wonderful
not_every_mage and follows this.]
Dante himself was nowhere to be found.
( This bodes well. )
[NFI, but OOC & broadcast okay! Preplayed with the wonderful