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[feared-by-india.livejournal.com]

[There is one curry nun surveying the area near the Casa de Colorblind, dragging a large stack of wood on a makeshift sled and a suitcase behind her]

Hm, I think this'll do. I hate to admit it but the smell of curry was starting to keep me awake at night.

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[sayit3times.livejournal.com]

And just where are you going?

[feared-by-india.livejournal.com]

Go away.

[sayit3times.livejournal.com]

Not in the mood for company, are we?

[feared-by-india.livejournal.com]

Not yours.

[sayit3times.livejournal.com]

Surely it's not that bad~.

[feared-by-india.livejournal.com]

Yours is the worst kind imaginable.

[sayit3times.livejournal.com]

*ponders this* ... Yeah, I'd say that's a pretty safe assumption.

[feared-by-india.livejournal.com]

Go away before I'm forced to exorcise you myself.