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			Saria had slept in too late, too late indeed. A groggy sound fled the females lips as pale blue eyes opened. She stretched out, wincing at the cracking of her bones. She reached out groggily, a pounding sound filling her ears. Was that just a headache, or was someone at the door? She didn't know which. But she reached for her glasses and put those one. Slowly she rolled her legs over the edge of her bed and stood up.<br/>
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First Roll: 10. Success.<br/>
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She threw on a robe, the easiest thing she could find. Rubbing her eyes she approached the door. Her hair was mussled and looked an utter mess. She was groggy and had a thorough sleep tossed look to her. She shuffled to the door, <br/>
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Second Roll: 8. Success<br/>
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and reaching out she released a yawn as she looked through the eyehole. Forgetting the damn thing was broken the girl cleared her throat. "Who is it!" She called out through the thick wood. Who in the hell could be pounding on her door?
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</blockquote><br/><br/><br/><i>A voice replies through the door.<br/>
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<b>"New Orleans Police. I'd like to have a word with you, miss."</b><br/>
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There is a police officer standing outside of your door, your door is locked and you have no idea why this cop is here. He sounds mildly agitated and he pounds on the door again after a short lack of response.<br/>
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<b>"Miss, I need you to open your door."</b></i><br/><br/>What are you going to do?