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milliways_bar2015-03-14 09:19 pm
katyafeline) wrote in milliways_bar2015-03-14 09:19 pm
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Katya marches into the bar already riled.
Her jewelry, usually so cheerful, rings in sharp staccato beats like the falling of machine-gun shells. She moves through the bar like a tempest, disappearing up the stairs.
She's back again in minutes, a heavy sword slung over her shoulder. She stops at the Bar for only a moment to collect a bottle of vodka, and then heads out back. The pells will take a beating today, certainly.
Her jewelry, usually so cheerful, rings in sharp staccato beats like the falling of machine-gun shells. She moves through the bar like a tempest, disappearing up the stairs.
She's back again in minutes, a heavy sword slung over her shoulder. She stops at the Bar for only a moment to collect a bottle of vodka, and then heads out back. The pells will take a beating today, certainly.