Hooray and other happy horse...
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Amelia's coming down from the house fast enough that if she trips, she'll probably blow her knee out. She doesn't much care about the property. Seeing that demon-thing-- the size-- and watching the Outsiders dance round after round with it...
The panic's no more than a constant dinging in her head. It sounds a bit like an oven timer. She pushes it back, slowing as she comes across a patch of destroyed crawlers. She almost looks like she's going to cry.
"Anybody hurt?" but it's a bit half-hearted.
The panic's no more than a constant dinging in her head. It sounds a bit like an oven timer. She pushes it back, slowing as she comes across a patch of destroyed crawlers. She almost looks like she's going to cry.
"Anybody hurt?" but it's a bit half-hearted.
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Date: 2007-03-15 03:12 am (UTC)"It's nothing against you. It's not your fault the leylines are creepy as Hell. The point remains, however, that they are.
"I'm just saying."