Kara Makenna (
salamandher
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2013-01-17 05:48 am (UTC)
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Then tenderizing it makes disposing easier.
[But she relents, folding her arms and waiting, while he starts chatting up the ghosts again.]
[What he says next, though, it's chilling. More than anything so far this evening.]
[She stares at him, the color draining out of her face. Before, once more, fire starts flickering over her skin.]
... then we're disposing of it
my way.
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[But she relents, folding her arms and waiting, while he starts chatting up the ghosts again.]
[What he says next, though, it's chilling. More than anything so far this evening.]
[She stares at him, the color draining out of her face. Before, once more, fire starts flickering over her skin.]
... then we're disposing of it my way.