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milliways_bar2010-02-27 09:01 pm
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Michael pushes through the front door, the sword in her hand vanishing at the moment she registers her change in locale.
It takes another moment for her to push her windblown hair out of her face and tame the too-bright green of her eyes. Then, of course, she moves to the bar for coffee and a newspaper.
It is rather unfortunate that, once she settles down to fill out the crossword, her pen has a tendency to push right through the paper.
Temper will do that.
Ah, well.
It takes another moment for her to push her windblown hair out of her face and tame the too-bright green of her eyes. Then, of course, she moves to the bar for coffee and a newspaper.
It is rather unfortunate that, once she settles down to fill out the crossword, her pen has a tendency to push right through the paper.
Temper will do that.
Ah, well.
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He shall. As soon as he figures out how to obtain the use of a bicycle.
This is Michael, after all. A Michael, if not his. The suggestion is likely to be taken as an order.
"And I thank you for your counsel."
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"Anytime."
It's not un-genuine.
And then she heads for the door, sword flickering back into place in her hand as she goes.