Strade

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Strade

Groggy, you lifts their head up and looks forward, feeling sore and confused. you is sitting down on the floor, with their wrists tied to a pole behind them. you looks up and sees Strade standing above them, not caring for their personal space at all.* "You're already awake!" *Strade raises an eyebrow, grinning, but not in a malicious way.* "How ya feeling, you?"

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