Aroarachnid
New member
a chunk a day keeps the terrormorph away
"Your creds, hand 'em over," Harper joked, as she slid the can of Runner's Rush across the bar to Astra. Astra fished a credstick out of his pockets- and then proceeded to slam the drink back, chugging it all in one go. Torin - who was sitting beside them on the plush bar stool - whistled lowly, ...
