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[howling_laugh]

Coyote bursts into Milliways with abandon. Her dress is sparkly. There is mistletoe tucked behind one ear. She's got a glass of champagne.

BRING IT ON, HONEYBUNCH. WHO WANTS KISSES?!



[OOC: And now I am going TO BED. I love you all!]

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[howling_laugh]

Oh, she does. She does.

Coyote links their arms, and strikes out toward the bar.

"Onward, then!"

[creator_raven]

Onward and, later, possibly also upward.

Provided Coyote can be persuaded to trying out wings again.

For a start.

More unlikely things have happened.

Somewhere.