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[ofthefaintsmile]

There go my plans for moving out. The leaves keep piling up. [She can take cold, rain, and snow, but leaves? They're annoying.

But there are far too many people on her floor now, and she doesn't like it.

There's that click-clack of metal boots as Teresa walks around the lobby, towards the kitchen, and then maybe to the dining room.]I wonder what

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[echivoc]

[it's been a while, so why not? guess who she's going to run into now heh.]

[ofthefaintsmile]

[O hay. She knows that redhead.]

Cross.

[echivoc]

[o hai, it's a blond he knows!]

Teresa. Exploring the changes the castle went through?

[ofthefaintsmile]

I am. It's... refreshing. A change of scenery without an impending battle is different.

And you?

dictated;

[gottaknockhard]

Maybe someone wished a little too hard for fall.

[ofthefaintsmile]

They should wish for a rake so they can clean up the mess.

[gottaknockhard]

A plow might work better.

[ofthefaintsmile]

Or burning. Fire might be the quickest way to deal with this, but you know. [Everything/everyone else would get set on fire too.]