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on_her_korhal) wrote2008-02-05 11:24 am
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Office Hours, Tuesday
Kerrigan had given up on her syllabus.
Well, okay, she hadn't given up, because she was a dogged sort of person, but it had finally found its way to a pile. It was just being worked at from a distance.
She made herself some noodles and spent a goodly period of time staring at it.
[ open hours! ]
Well, okay, she hadn't given up, because she was a dogged sort of person, but it had finally found its way to a pile. It was just being worked at from a distance.
She made herself some noodles and spent a goodly period of time staring at it.
[ open hours! ]
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[Lunch now, biab]
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She watched the airplane float gently down.
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She didn't say anything. Just let a few choice memories of the raid the Sons of Korhal held on the Ghost Academy float up to the surface.
Skipping over any choice bits involving Rumm, of course.
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