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[Jul. 17th, 2009|10:44 am] |
*is out at one of the less dive-y campus pubs with some of her labmates, celebrating...Friday? or something. the details are unimportant.*
*giggles at an off-color physicist joke (shut up) and is well on her way to blitzdom when she happens to see a very familiar figure walk in (or stumble in) and seat himself up at the bar*
*doesn't bother formally excusing herself but totters over the bar and slaps him on the back heartily* *cheerily (and rather loudly)* I c'n see where you're going with this but why didn't you call me first? *frowns as she processes Gil-galad's mood* Hey whatsa matter? |
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