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[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

Fiona has been in the Bar for a little bit, but after finishing her Moscow Mule (thanks to Mal), she has retreated somewhat. A booth, well-lit, and she's curled up with a book.

Perhaps Milliways isn't the best place to read, but sometimes you just need to be surrounded by people.

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[agnes_nitt]

"Otherwise, what's the point? Get a cat."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

A little smile.

"I would say 'exactly' again, but cats and me disagree with each other."

[agnes_nitt]

"Ah," she replies with a smile. "Well, I'm something of a witch, so cats kind of come with the deal. Familiars, you know."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I do know. And I'm something of a witch as well. I just...don't like them, and they don't like me."

[agnes_nitt]

"Never heard of a witch who cats didn't like. Weird."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"I am that, yes. Just ask my siblings."

[agnes_nitt]

She grins.

"If I ever meet them, I'll be sure to do that. Well, I didn't mean to take you away from your book for so long. Just give me a wave if you need something later on, and I'll be happy to bring it over to you."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

A quick smile.

"I'll be sure to do just that. Thank you, Angie."