Sage and the Scots

Sage and the Scots

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"We have not disappeared, my friends!" the Admin exclaimed from behind Rowena and Irene. Rowena rolled her heterochromic eyes. "Why ye 'invaded' yer friend's account is far beyond me capacity," the Scot muttered lowly, crossing her arms over her flat chest. Irene gave her a somber, yet slightly annoyed glance. "ANyway," Irene coughed, "we are still about the area and hope ye like this..! It shall be of Rowena, Admin, Rupert, Orson, and meself! Speaking of which, where are th'se two?" Admin shrugged. "They'll be here whenever."
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