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Sunday, October 3rd, 2010 03:47 am (UTC)
[She gets to her feet, glad for the help because neither her body nor her mind know what in the Galaxy is going on right now. All she knows is that the collar vanished into a garish sandstorm, she had...

...this would be an appropriate moment for swearing, if Star Wars had swears and if Handmaiden was inclined to use them anyway. THAT WAS STONEFACE'S DREAM. ARGH. ARGH ARGH ARGH.

that was his; she should not have had it. Memories are PRIVATE unless the owner chooses to share. GAH.

Crystal cocoon. She rinses her mouth out and spits it away from their feet before taking a long drink and tugging at her shirt. More sand pours down--it feels like she's covered inside and out. Rubbing her face, she finally opens her eyes and blinks several times before looking at the heap of rather plain-colored sand.]


Thank you--only a day has passed, then? Has anything else happened?

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