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Aug 25, 2009 15:20

Somewhere out by the lake there is a man in a brown suit with a hat on his head and his braided, beaded hair pulled back in a pony-tail. He's got a cool, pale green gaze with a wealth of emotions in it and the suit accents a body which hasn't known an iota of desk-work in years.

(Grading Penny's homework and helping with Cora's does not count. That's just being a good da', it is.)

He's calm. He's quiet. He's still. He's bait for Cheetah.

But that doesn't mean he won't talk to or tango with anyone else who wants a spin.

spoon, abe sapien

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