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From: millie
Millie crept over a small hill near White Rock Lake. ‘Sounds like...' her thoughts stop as she spies a rather intimidating (read: utterly terrifying) assemblage. Nearer, though, is Dee. Briefly wondering whether the sudden appearance of a Malkavian or the sudden disappearance of a Primogen would cause more of a start, Millie opts for natural stealth from the shadows. “Psst.. Dee. Havin’ a party?” Millie’s eyes flash in time with her grin. “I... er... Jerry said you wanted me to look at some stuff?”