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[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace emerges from one of the side hallways where she had spent the night, curled up in her oversized bomber jacket. It wasn't as if she'd never done a thing like that before. And while the packet of crisps in her pocket had tided her over for the night, she was beginning to wonder how anyone got food around here. Someone had mentioned something about the rats, so she thought that maybe she would have to catch one. Hopefully she did not have to go on and eat it.
She scrubs at her face with one hand, trying to force her brain to sit up and pay attention, while looking about blearily in the hopes that someone would help her out. Or that someone would pick a fight and she'd get a chance to work off some of the frustration she felt at being swept off to some distant part of the universe again.

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[artsmartscarlet.livejournal.com]

Huh. I didn't even see that. Might have to get some on the second trip.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace grins smugly.
"Comes from having to save the world too many times, that does." she pronounced. After all, there should be some reward for what she has to put up with.

[artsmartscarlet.livejournal.com]

Really? Sounds interesting.