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[repairedbywebs]

Another Christmas, come and go.

At least the cold weather is holding. Far be it for things to get hot again. Until springtime.

Won't someone bring me something to eat? I'm in the mood for O+

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[thunderwitch]

I rather fancy hot, myself.

[repairedbywebs]

I like the weather stable, in truth. Balanced. Natural. But you're from the desert, aren't you?

[thunderwitch]

Mm. Hueco Mundo.

[repairedbywebs]

And you can show off your lovely legs in the heat.

[thunderwitch]

Mm, thank you~ ♥

... Speaking of that, however. I could ask a commission of your services?

[repairedbywebs]

What do you need, Cirucci?

[thunderwitch]

I told you how my brothers are so insistent about ruining my uniform.

[repairedbywebs]

Yes...again?

[thunderwitch]

Again!

[repairedbywebs]

My. Aren't they impossible.

Is it in pieces or simply torn?

[thunderwitch]

Bloody pieces.

[repairedbywebs]

Would you like a replica?

[thunderwitch]

I would so appreciate it.

[repairedbywebs]

You give me so much work, Cirucci, I do love it so.

I'll have it to you by tomorrow afternoon.

[thunderwitch]

Because it's such good work.

Appreciated. ♥

[repairedbywebs]

Yes, of course.

Would you like me to make you an extra?