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*Tim wanders downstairs, yawning. He's dressed as usual, see the piccie? Sliding up to the bar he give a small smile*

Ahhh...Morning in Milliways. How sweet it smells.

*His hands drift towards each other, fingers crooked. Muttering beneath his breath, he twists his hands this way and that, until a haze of red mist rises between them. Staring deeply inside the spell, Tim continues speaking in tongues. Come, bug him, it's not that important.*

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[http://users.livejournal.com/futureperfect_/]

Zips past him on her way to crash upstairs in her new room. "Hello.Goodnight."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace is rather good at bugging him. She's also rather good at sneaking away in the middle of the night. Wonder where she's been?
She'd try to look over his shoulder, but that'd involve a tricky proposition with a ladder, and it's not so terribly sneaky, so she appears at his elbow. Much better.
"First Wash, now you. What, is English going out of style?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_romana_/]

Grins. "Hullo again, Tim. Or do you prefer Sir Tim?"