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After talking to/yelling at Hannibal, Savannah found that not even the music club made her feel better.
That would be why by the time it got dark, Savannah was on her favorite part of the beach working out her frustrations against her practice boulders with force bolts. She had been careful to set up the correct shields this time and was shooting bolt after bolt at the boulders.
She would probably be here for awhile.
[[OOC: So totally open]]
That would be why by the time it got dark, Savannah was on her favorite part of the beach working out her frustrations against her practice boulders with force bolts. She had been careful to set up the correct shields this time and was shooting bolt after bolt at the boulders.
She would probably be here for awhile.
[[OOC: So totally open]]
