25 Unicorn Street, Tuesday Evening

[on_her_korhal]

Her fridge had been stocked up well enough, but Kerrigan had still found herself chowing back noodles more often than not over the past few days. Cooking just wasn't her strong suit, and she lacked the inclination to learn.

Christmas Eve had passed by unnoticed.

She was in the living room, running system checks on her armor and fiddling with the wires.

[ open to anyone who'd come bug kerrigan on christmas day; early due to sp later yay ]

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[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Kerrigan eyed her for a moment. Possibly to look for any signs of indigestion.

Finding none, she carefully stabbed something foodlike, putting it in her mouth.

It wasn't a gourmet dish, but she wouldn't have been able to tell anyway. "Good," she decided, happily.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River nodded. "The symptoms of food poisoning takes a few hours to appear though," she said cheerfully.