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When she had come in this morning, Barbara hadn't been sure whether she was angry at the semi-cruelty of knowing this was temporary or simply deliriously grateful to have her legs back. Judging by the near constant laughter and the huge smile on her face, she's settled for the latter.

While she normally tries to keep a low profile in the bar, today there's a good chance you've seen her. It might be because she refuses to walk sedately around like a normal person. Oh no, she feels that the only proper method of travel is running and cartwheeling and handspringing and maybe flipping a bit. She also seems to move around at random, sometimes just because she can.

It really is marvelous.

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[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

"You must have some awfully small friends," she raises an eyebrow.

[killitwithfire]

"Halloween got him, too," Axel replies.

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

"That would explain things. Did he keep his opposable thumbs?"

[killitwithfire]

"Nope."

He does, perhaps, sound a little smug.

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

She laughs, "And did you rub that in his face?"

[killitwithfire]

"Of course! He's my friend."

Kittygrin.

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

She just shakes her head and laughs.

[killitwithfire]

"It's what friends are for," he insists.

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

"Sounds like you're a good sort of friend," she smiles.

[killitwithfire]

"Thanks."

Gringringrin.