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Who: Imoen (lilredsorceress ) and Bakura (whiteduplicity )
Where: Horton 301
When: October 14, 9pm
Rating: R (for torture, violence, blood, murder, and whatever else we come up with)
Summary: A friend has come to show Imoen what everything is truly about today
the log:

Imoen sits next to the door, the couch moved from the wall to be easily put in front of said door. Her boots are off and she's dressed in just her tunic, falling just to mid-thigh. She stares at her dinner table, which has been covered in her white bedsheet, pure and pristine. On the edge of the table lays a set of instruments, some old and rusty, some honed to a razor's edge. They all appear to have been fashioned hastily out of silverware, and in fact, a serrated boning knife for fish lies there.

She stares at them, waiting for the knock on the door.