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teardropshaman[If there was a shortage of short-haired blonde girls straggling home with bandaged fingers in Luceti, the quota might have been made now. Cecilia is making her way home now, almost looking drunk as she walks back to her home.
Help a girl out? Laugh at her not really drunk self? You decide.
Once home, she'll flop on her bed. She eyes her journal, not sure she even wants to touch another book for a while. Eventually she'll take it though.]
I don't want to see another book again for at least a month.
...I'm really hungry. They didn't feed me enough while I was gone.
[Yes, that's a plea for food.]
Help a girl out? Laugh at her not really drunk self? You decide.
Once home, she'll flop on her bed. She eyes her journal, not sure she even wants to touch another book for a while. Eventually she'll take it though.]
I don't want to see another book again for at least a month.
...I'm really hungry. They didn't feed me enough while I was gone.
[Yes, that's a plea for food.]
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Date: 2012-10-07 08:50 am (UTC)Oh really? I'm not going to let you forget that, you know. Are you sure?
[bother bother.]
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Date: 2012-10-08 10:57 pm (UTC)[action]
Date: 2012-10-09 10:31 pm (UTC)[Get out while you still can, Cecilia! It's not too late!
...Or she could just be joking. Either or.]