Bio Mods for Unselie

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The sentinal just nodded once more, and bowed Unselie into the room.

Dr.Brown had not been idle while Unselie was away. Most of the papers had now dissapeared, shuffled away into boxes or files most likely, and the varius desk ornimants were rearanged. And Brown was nowhere in sight.

The guardian looked in, then about, and finaly cleared it's throat. Brown's head poped up from under the desk.

"Yes? Oh, Ms.Unselie! Feeling better, I hope?" Brown stood up and placed an ornate paper-weight on the desk, which had apparently been knocked off. He sat down and motioned Unselie to do the same.

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