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apoxuponyou) wrote2009-09-07 05:08 pm
apoxuponyou) wrote2009-09-07 05:08 pm
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raindownsulphur
Pestilence took advantage of the long weekend to go on holiday. She'd never really needed an excuse to do whatever she wanted, but she figured this gave her the opportunity to decorate her office and talk about something at work. It worried her how naturalised she was becoming to humanity.
If she distracted herself enough, she could ignore the strange feelings she was experiencing. The entirely unreasonable craving for the snow, for example. So she decided to banish it with scorching temperatures.
Lying on a private beach in Cuba, she was wearing her red string bikini - she thought the white pattern of ovals resembled a colony of bacilli - and sipping on a Pina Colada.
This was the perfect place to forget about Loki.
If she distracted herself enough, she could ignore the strange feelings she was experiencing. The entirely unreasonable craving for the snow, for example. So she decided to banish it with scorching temperatures.
Lying on a private beach in Cuba, she was wearing her red string bikini - she thought the white pattern of ovals resembled a colony of bacilli - and sipping on a Pina Colada.
This was the perfect place to forget about Loki.
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"See you later." He mumbled, unsure if this was just someone's way of saying whatever they had was never going to happen.
Launching himself up into the sky, he dressed in the air, sliding his shirt and armour back on with less difficulty airborne than one would imagine.