Thread:GalaxE/@comment-36159587-20191217183339/@comment-44683569-20200104181016

Ark was fasionably late. Or maybe they were just early. "Hello! Anyone-Woah!" A dagger had flown at him, and he had suspended it in midair. "Nice to meet you too, mister..." He looked away from the dagger and saw the librarian. "Stabby? Mr. Stabs? Whatever." He snapped, and the knife crumbled to dust.