Ducky tripped over some brooms for a while, but the nuclear warhead NightFire had been storing there for four years seemed to be kind of stale and soggy, fallen into disrepair, so nothing erupted. Emerging with a spiderweb draped around her ear, she flopped down into an empty chair next to Cobra and her cherry table, reaching idly into someone elses box of popcorn and fiddleing with her new ring(which would probably bring quite a fortune in her old age). Torn as to who to cheer for, she stuffed her mouth full of popcorn as an excuse and ordered some hot chocolate from Slayie, who was temporarily detained at the moment because of the amount of Cobra on his lap..

Anyway, the fight continues, slash, cling! fwishyfwishy, kachong, BONG choooof swish swish! Etc.



`Ducky



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"It floats!"

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