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woodsiequeen[Gosh and golly, 773 Bunker Street sure looks different today! You can barely even see the house buried under the lush, wild forest that sprang up around it overnight. It's a Christmas miracle! It's the kind of thing Viktoria would love, in fact, it's exactly what she asked for!
So why is she on the other side of the street, huddled on the curb in her nightgown, covered in lacerations and bruises and rocking back and forth? It looks as if she barely escaped a brutal attack. That can't be good.]
So why is she on the other side of the street, huddled on the curb in her nightgown, covered in lacerations and bruises and rocking back and forth? It looks as if she barely escaped a brutal attack. That can't be good.]
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Date: 2011-01-06 06:07 am (UTC)[Says the person who was almost beaten to death by a forest.]
Do you have a spare coat, by chance?
Sorry for late; a lot of stuff came up. Feel free to ignore.
Date: 2011-01-09 03:37 am (UTC)But I suspect you need this a good deal more than I do.
[And as simply as that, Susan's coat is handed over. She doesn't appear to be especially cold despite it.]
HOW DARE Y- nah j/k
Date: 2011-01-11 07:45 pm (UTC)Thank you. Rest assured that this kindness will be repaid.
[Congratulations, Viktoria now owes you a favor. And where she comes from, favors are serious business.]
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