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[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Lo and behold, he is the Tim. And he is in bar. And, as usual, he has something in his hands. It's the gift he got from his secret santa, a crystal ball. One that lets him see anyone he wants to. He's been using it a lot lately, for two purposes. One is for his deck. For references. The other? Molly.

And thats who he's looking at right now. Her dark curls, her soft skin, that rosy glow... He misses her. One day he'll find the real Molly again.*

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[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Rabbit Phermones then?

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"You're evil." Ace is nothing if not blunt.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim jerks upright, crystal thumping to the table.*

Who told?

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace cracks up. This is no genteel lady-like laughter. This is full-out, crying, dear-Lord-I-hope-I-can-still-breathe laughter.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Ah! A joke! Got it. He laughs too.*

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace finally gets her breath back, though she's still grinning ear-to-ear. She pushes away from the table.
"I'd better be trotting off to bed, got a long day of equipment-gathering and walkabout-planning tomorrow. Thanks for the food... and the laugh." she yawns, and rises, heading towards the staircase. It is entirely possible that Tim doesn't notice the little victory dance Ace does as she walks away. For once, she left the table first.

(ooc: It's getting late-ish, and I have to be coherent in class tomorrow. G'night, oh evil one. *grin*)