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[Sep. 25th, 2011|12:14 pm] |
Cor, you now have the rest of the day off. We're going to the damn zoo so you can see fuzzy things. |
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[Sep. 25th, 2011|05:21 pm] |
Not in Midgar, bad thing. In theory.
However, they've got some pretty bitching food here, so I'm calling it a win. Rude ain't here yet, but the Boss isn't either. Anyone else hanging around? |
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[Sep. 25th, 2011|06:00 pm] |
So I wake up at three in the afternoon, hungover as hell, covered in blood and peanut butter.
All I can surmise is that I was attempting to set a trap for a vampire with a peanut allergy. |
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[Sep. 25th, 2011|06:08 pm] |
Rather hate to say it, but I'm still sort of bored. I spent a year running around like a madman, trying to find a way to kill an immortal madman, and now there's no madman to fight or run around like, so I think I need a hobby.
Wish Quidditch was a sport here. |
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[Sep. 25th, 2011|06:22 pm] |
You know, living with Hawke and Blondie and Daisy isn't really as exciting as I thought it would be. You three, do something interesting. There hasn't even been a dramatic fight! You people haven't broken anything - not even a vase! Just my heart because you're so ... normal. |
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[Sep. 25th, 2011|06:30 pm] |
Hey, Alistair.
Let's go get pissed together. |
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[Sep. 25th, 2011|08:45 pm] |
You are all invited to the wedding of Rory Williams and Amy Pound!
Friday, 5:00pm, [address in Las Vegas] Gallifrey!
When I say that everyone is invited I mean it. I also mean that the Doctor, the Doctor, the Doctor, River, Rose, TARDIS and anyone I am somehow forgetting are required to be there. |
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[Sep. 25th, 2011|10:02 pm] |
"I'm a doctor," say his baffled tones "Not a lover," or so he bemoans To a delightful fairy Who's not the least wary; She'll happily jump on his Bones.
...I do not actually know why I've written this. What is this form? It's not one known in my time and place. And it's not at all lyric.
Even so, it is...strangely satisfying. |
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[Sep. 25th, 2011|11:01 pm] |
( Varric ) |
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