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[capt_angie]

*the door of opens and in walks a pretty dark skinned girl. her long black hair is in thin braids and she's wearing tight black leather trousers, a matching, midriff baring black leather halter neck top, and shoes with impossibly thin four inch heels. she looks around and sighs*

Merlin, it's dead in here isn't it?

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[musical-muse.livejournal.com]

Aren't you sweet?
Angie, honey, come December I'll celebrate my *she looks away and does some mental math* 2804th birthday. Wow. I'm old...

[capt_angie]

*whistle*

wow... and i thought you looked god for sixty!

so what are you then? you can't be mortal can you, or did you manage to create a philosophers stone?