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[Oct. 6th, 2009|04:37 pm] |
Who: Crowley and Agent X
What: X is dropped off in a strange place by a tornado. She reacts violently.
Where: Crowley's establishment.
When: Now-ish
She had a cell phone in one hand, a Dracon beam in the other. She'd put her drink down to draw the Dracon, and the very fact that she didn't have enough arms to hold all three things was already annoying her.
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