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[agrotera]

To Whom It May Concern
(Specifically Mr. T. Riddle, Jr., and his Associates, and Anyone Else Inclined to a Little Light Homicide on the Weekends)

Mine. Capisce?

(I'm relatively sure this also covers the Nurses' Club or whatever they're called, unless there's something one of them would like to share with the class...)

Comments

[punjab_you]

No guarantees.

O.G.

[agrotera]

Then you're cool with a possible stint with my uncle and his ingenious torture devices. Got it.

[punjab_you]

Yep. I'd like to see what your uncle can do that I can't.

O.G.

[agrotera]

If nothing else, he can do it FOREVER.

[thorny_beauty]

What do you mean?

[agrotera]

What I say, kiddo.

[punjab_you]

She means the maidens in her census are on the do-not-kill list.

O.G.

[agrotera]

At least you're tolerably quick, if lacking in humility.

[_blueeyedsailor]

I always knew there was a reason I liked you. *grins*

[agrotera]

*blows kiss*

(*is virgin, not prude*)

[_blueeyedsailor]

*laughs and winks* Tease.

[namomandos]

*Gives Artemis a grin of apreciation.*

[agrotera]

*salutes*

I have a sphere of influence and I know how to use it.

[caludiapaints]

For, er, whatever record this is, any and all current or probably future members of the BSC are most definitely female and unmarried, except for Logan, who is male and Mary Anne's. But I'd highly suggest nobody mess with him either, because we can get mean when we feel like it.

[agrotera]

...I like your style. :D

[caludiapaints]

Hey, thanks! You seem pretty cool yourself. I'm digging the dress. I bet I could do some cool fabric-paint stuff on it, if you wanted.

[agrotera]

*grins* I'm sure you could.