Walking down the halls of the Obelisk male dorm, a clipboard under her arm, Desdemona slows to a stop as she notices the drop in temperature before the sound of crying reaches her ears.
"..." She slowly and deliberately walks towards the noise, sniffing the air lightly as she does. When she doesn't recognize the scent, she tenses slightly. "...hello?"
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"..." She slowly and deliberately walks towards the noise, sniffing the air lightly as she does. When she doesn't recognize the scent, she tenses slightly. "...hello?"