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[shadowsusannah]

And Susannah rolls in from outside, snow sticking to the wheels of the chair.

Her face is ashen, but her back is straight as she rolls in.

Her eyes are flat and black, sharp like flint.

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[rebelfaerie]

*Tiki flies up*

"Hello, my name is Tiki."

[shadowsusannah]

Susannah's first instinct, which is only quelled at great cost, is to shoot it.

Her gun-hand twitches, but stays in it's holster.

"Ah. Hello..."

[rebelfaerie]

*Tiki, happily oblivious, continues*

"How are you doing?

Do you come here often?"

[shadowsusannah]

"I live here."

It's not being a happy day for Susannah Dean.

"I've been better."