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on_her_korhal) wrote2008-07-30 10:58 am
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Kerrigan's Office, Wednesday
Kerrigan was starting to consider setting up shop permanently in her office. At least there, the chance of something happening was something greater than in her house. It had been an oasis of silence for over a year, but now it was too loud in its quiet.
She needed something to focus on, and so the door was open again, and she was sat one inch too straightly in her chair, waiting.
[ open hours! ]
She needed something to focus on, and so the door was open again, and she was sat one inch too straightly in her chair, waiting.
[ open hours! ]
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So maybe this was fun.
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That was all she got, really-- and a heavy twinge of sympathy that ran maybe a little deep.
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"Not a big deal," he said. "Better things to do here anyway. Maybe the bears will come back and drop on people again. I could do with a few laughs."
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