"Um." Mayday produces a cleaning rag and idly begins wiping as much of the goop off of him as he can. "Why would I know where we are? I'm pretty sure I just came out of a wall."
He stares accusingly at the slimy wall, which is now acting decidedly solid. He doesn't trust it.
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Date: 2014-11-26 11:49 pm (UTC)He stares accusingly at the slimy wall, which is now acting decidedly solid. He doesn't trust it.