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He better watch out. She might want to bury him.

At least he said it with humor, so she might let him live.

Originally posted by RIgirl These people, though, she reminded herself, for however much they looked down on her, and whether they knew or not, depended on her and her teammates to keep them safe. That they did not know or care did not -- and should not -- matter. All that mattered was that she knew it.

Exactly---this is something she should remember more often!

Originally posted by RIgirl Jun didn't take her eyes off of the dramatically draped full-length sheath dress in dark burnt orange with handmade cream lace at the sleeves and tucked into the décolletage

Kinda reminds me of the dress she tried on in Calidon's room, where she was posing in front of the mirror before the designer walked in.

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Originally posted by RIgirl Jun didn't take her eyes off of the dramatically draped full-length sheath dress in dark burnt orange with handmade cream lace at the sleeves and tucked into the décolletage

Kinda reminds me of the dress she tried on in Calidon's room, where she was posing in front of the mirror before the designer walked in.

Hehe ... that's exactly what I was thinking of when I wrote it!

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Originally posted by Redbird

Originally posted by RIgirl Jun didn't take her eyes off of the dramatically draped full-length sheath dress in dark burnt orange with handmade cream lace at the sleeves and tucked into the décolletage

Kinda reminds me of the dress she tried on in Calidon's room, where she was posing in front of the mirror before the designer walked in.

Hehe ... that's exactly what I was thinking of when I wrote it!

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Aw poor Ken, trying to handle Hakase's mess. At least Nambu's willing to put some effort in.

I agree that they can't both be on the team if this continues. They both need to be mature enough to deal with this in different ways if they want to take on that kind of responsibility.

Short but sweet this time: ****************************************** Prompt # 224- Buried He lay cocooned in his bed listening to the sound of heavy rain tapping out a staccato on his roof. The scratchy blue woolen blanket wound snugly around his body, its embrace almost as warm as a lover. He buried his head further into his pillow and groaned, as thunder rolled in the distance. Not even the smell of coffee percolating in the kitchen was enough to lure him from his bed that morning. His eyes slowly drifted closed again, as the storm continued on.

Nice evocation of time, place and mood, RB! Makes me want to go back to bed myself! lol

Redbird: Sounds like a nice way to spend the day.

Thanks gals. I'm thinking I was so overtired myself, that my muse wanted to write about sleep!