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Dec 15, 2010 20:17

"Oooh, the weather outside is frightful . . ."

Epimetheus shakes snow out of his hair as he comes through the door and heads for the bar. (Sorry if he catches you with a few flakes.)

"But ba dum dah dum delightful . . . Bar, darlin', Irish coffee if you please, extra whipped cream."

She supplies; he settles onto a stool, still humming, and takes a contented sip.

[tinytag: kali]

joris, coyote, epimetheus, kali, donatello

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