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[Aug. 4th, 2010|09:40 pm] |
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*awakens very sluggishly, though it really only has been about five minutes*
*doesn't need the sharpest edges of his wits to understand immediately that something's very wrong, however*
Okay. This isn't my office. I dozed off in my office, and now I'm in... *looks around more carefully* ...Salgant's office? Why am I in Salgant's office?
*spots a telephone on the desk and picks up the handset, pressing a speed-dial button at random without the first clue as to what he means to say, or to whom* *hears the staffer on the other end answer with a wary-sounding Lord Salgant?* No, this is... *freezes at the sound of his own voice* *annnd then he looks at the hand holding the phone* Oh god. |
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[Feb. 27th, 2010|11:20 pm] |
*feeling the need for House solidarity (or maybe just a change of scenery), rounded up a dozen Swallows and headed to one of the usual gymnasiums for an afternoon of volleyball*
*can always count on her Second and Third to show, of course, along with some of her best and brightest crazies* *doesn't necessarily have the top serve on the court (The Steve is a certifiable beast), but rare is the spike that actually makes it to the floor on her side*
*rolls up out of a hard dig just in time to see the ball blast over the net on a direct trajectory for the opposition's back corner* *whoops in triumph* Ha! That's right! Raises all around! No, not really! *trades high-fives and backslaps all around* Six five, babies. Time out, everybody hit the juice. The Steve! Switch with Lucille on the next go, maybe it'll even things up. |
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