Ivanova breezed into her room, intending on a quick snack before she went right back out again.
Her computer had other plans.
"Incoming message from Babylon 5, from President John Sheridan, attention Susan Ivanova," it informed her calmly.
"Oh, shove it," Ivanova muttered from the interior of the fridge.
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'Command not recognised.'' )
As he knocked he looked down and huffed quietly. "I lost my shoes."
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And wondered how many PPG burns a demon could withstand before he died.
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"Do you think..." Blair looked up at Ivanova hopefully. "You might be around later today? Just in case I need to talk to you?"
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