mockturtle (hellblazer06) wrote,
mockturtle
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  • Mood:

It's quiet. I should be writing. But unfortunately the nice woman who works at the other end of the floor has doused herself in so much perfume it's making my eyes water from here. Not conducive to happy fic-ing at all. Wonder where everyone is? Guess they're all having a long, long weekend. Surely I didn't scare off everyone, though nobody here's really seen my inner warrior princess before. The women of my tribe have always had legendary tempers when roused. Dad didn't used to call me Boudica for nothing. I could eat Xena for breakfast...no, wait...that came out wrong J


 

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