Apr 20, 2011 03:29
[Morrigan is seen chewing on the remnants of a piece of bread. Finishing the food, she dusts her hands off and then addresses the communicator] "Another night of shallow rest. How iritating." [Taking a headache tablet, Morrigan sighs and then closes the communicator as she waits for it to kick in.]
c: tiir rumibul,
morrigan aensland
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Holy.
Fucking.
Shit.
You're fuckin hot.
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Tell me something new, sweetheart.
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I could tell you you just met the next man of your dreams, that'd be news I'd bet.
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It would be. What's your name, man-of-my-dreams?
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