Juliet (Grell Sutcliffe) (
esoteric_rose) wrote2009-09-25 06:41 am
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I'm out of the elevator.
And my arm is better, it seems.
*visible for a few minutes, then struck out*
Why...what the hell was I thinking? Now I want to go see him and apologize, but that probably means nothing. I'm so heartless. If he wanted to hit me I'd let him. I'd deserve it. But I still want to talk...
*written hesitantly, a little shaky* Stoneface. If you're reading this...I'd like to talk.
And my arm is better, it seems.
*visible for a few minutes, then struck out*
*written hesitantly, a little shaky* Stoneface. If you're reading this...I'd like to talk.
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A weapon. A thin sword.
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