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Jan 17, 2012 12:28

Mac just tried to go out through the back door.

He made it two feet until he spun right back around and came back inside, hands clasped tight around his shoulders, eyes wide.

A few second later he's heading to the bar.

"Hey, magic bar thing. I don't suppose you could provide a man with something to keep the cold off?"

niccolo machiavelli, urquhart

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