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on_her_korhal) wrote2007-10-30 07:43 am
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Office Hours, Tuesday All Day
After having heard it mentioned on the radio, Kerrigan had decided to go check out this 'eBay' thing on the internet.
She may have gotten a little engrossed in the process.
Just a tad. Really.
[ open hours for eeeeverybody ]
She may have gotten a little engrossed in the process.
Just a tad. Really.
[ open hours for eeeeverybody ]
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"Got a minute?" he asked without preamble.
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Because, really, he couldn't stop by and not be a
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There went that good mood Kerrigan'd been nourishing over the weekend.
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It really was just a question of curiosity. Really.
"Do you think I'm like my father? You met him. And he met Ares and I don't trust his stupid judgment on something like this."
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"Yes and no," Kerrigan finally replied. "You've got all the talent and none of the discipline. Your brain's all up in a cloud half the time. If you focused..." She paused, ending that thought with a silence. "You have the potential to be."
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"You're here, Adama. I know armistices. Your universe might need every hand they've got soon enough, but there's nobody telling you you gotta answer the call. Even if I think it's blatantly moronic not to."
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