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[center]Airship Docks-[color=0072bc][b]Beryl Harken[/b][/color][/center]

There was a jangle of metal and a sudden explosion of fog. When it faded a pair of shiny new, Altesian handcuffs sat upon the proffered wrists. Beryl twirling away with a grin on her face and all but strutted towards the campus.

[color=0072bc]"Come vile criminal! We're going shopping!"[/color]