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[on_her_korhal]

Kerrigan was not stupid enough to bring the kitten to work. No; that right was reserved for some of the bottles of neon soda, which had still not quite managed to drain out of her fridge.

Privately, she thought they might be reproducing.

In full defiance of the sugar, she was drinking her coffee black today.

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[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"Do you think we can get the equipment that fast?" Triela mused thoughtfully. "I think two weeks might be better."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Two weeks?" She whistled low, then nodded. "Slowpokes round here."

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"Well," Triela shrugged and smirked, "We do have Sokka."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"He's your target practice," Kerrigan smirked back. "Put some hair on his chest. One way or the other."

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"Oh, he's not that bad," Triela allowed. She considered for a moment, "And I guess we'll have to figure out some way to do teams?"

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Or make 'em all run for themselves. The smart ones will make alliances," she said, with definite amusement.

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"Oh, that's an excellent suggestion," Triela leaned forward abruptly.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Kerrigan eyed her dryly. "Sure you don't want some soda?"

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"Is it sweet?" the cup was eyed again, still doubtfully.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

She leaned back. "Enough sugar to launch a cow."

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"Yuck," Triela pulled a disgusted face. "I'll pass."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Kerrigan shrugged a little, crossing her arms. "It was worth a try. I can't get rid of these things."

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"Maybe you can hand them out in class... as 'prizes'?" Triela offered doubtfully.