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tile run - group 3
( circumstances have conspired to separate those who went into the maze, splitting them into three groups, with each group taking one fork in the road.
a wisp of light guides them forward, gleefully bobbing up and down, slowing down just enough so it doesn't lose those following it, then speeding off around the next corner as soon as they start to catch up. )
a wisp of light guides them forward, gleefully bobbing up and down, slowing down just enough so it doesn't lose those following it, then speeding off around the next corner as soon as they start to catch up. )
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even though Wolfwood knows in her heart of hearts that this is all just grandiose showy bullshit (what's she wanna bet these have got Nyssa's mug printed all over 'em?), she can't stop herself from reaching for some of the bills— ]
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[except she actually isn't, she's also reaching for cash moneys]
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[takes chips]
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