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Post by xoDeathy on Apr 12, 2018 9:37:56 GMT -8
The D-Rex had rocked the area, but a safe distance away was an outpost--a dingy one that kinda looked like a lemonade stand that accidentally sold iced tea instead-- cluttered with notes and papers, studying the D-Rex's composition and movements, possible motives and goals, anything that Keksis could get out of it as it became a destroyed pile of scrapheap. He slammed the makeshift desk out of frustration that he couldn't arrive earlier, but at the same time refused to investigate closer..
At least, not yet.
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