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[Mar. 15th, 2011|03:13 pm] |
*is in the middle of the fiscal-year-end cycle and up to his neck in paperwork*
*not to mention some staffing issues that have materialized recently (oh Ted, you were such an up-and-comer)*
*is on his way back from dropping off reports at the palace while on the phone with Elemmakil* You getting enough of that coastal air yet? |
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[Mar. 15th, 2011|10:56 pm] |
*holy shitballs and fuck, in that order*
*practically flies to the Arch the minute she gets the news, with Mac and a small flock of rustled-up Swallows in tow*
*jumps out of the car, directing her people to make themselves useful* *jogs right past the barricades and flashing lights and keeps her eyes peeled for her ome House-twin buddy old pal fellow lord* *and Penlodh, too, dammit, if he didn't get his dumb ass killed this time* |
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