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[1000-morelike4.livejournal.com]

[insert 1 (one) flash of lightning, 1 (one) giant explosion, 1 (one) hole in the ground]

Foundations made easy, magic by yours truly. Now to put the ol' shovel to work and start using that elbow grease.

No, I'm not lettin' you stay with me, little Eva, so you can stop lickin' your chops. Anyone else wanna sign up? I don't mind having people around as long as you can cook.

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[1000-morelike4.livejournal.com]

It's not just any closet. It's the Thousand Master's closet!

[maganosferatu.livejournal.com]

It's still a closet.

[1000-morelike4.livejournal.com]

*flings a shovel full of dirt at you*

It's my closet.

[maganosferatu.livejournal.com]

[ magic shield betch ]

And I'm telling you I'd rather sleep outside than in your closet.

[1000-morelike4.livejournal.com]

*flinging more dirt*

Fine, sleep outside. I hope you get sick and rot away.

[maganosferatu.livejournal.com]

As long as I've been around, you think I'd die from sleeping outside?

Vampires thrive in the darkness. You probably missed that lesson.

[1000-morelike4.livejournal.com]

I missed it right around the part where I stopped caring.

[maganosferatu.livejournal.com]

You--

[ kicks the small pile of dirt that's accumulated your direction and tsuntsuns off in the other direction ]

[1000-morelike4.livejournal.com]

*flinging a clod of clay at the back of your head*