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Subject: I don't believe in windows. They have a tendency to get in the way of escape routes.


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Tarot
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Date Posted: 06/17/11 10:20:44am
In reply to: Alicia Baslazari 's message, "$ Guess That's Why They Call It Windowpane $" on 06/15/11 10:05:55pm













Dunno. Are you going to try hitting on me too? Tarot yawned, the action cat-like in the stretch of her jaw. Feel free. I need a distraction.

Just watch out for the idiot barrier. Tarot glanced down at the growing puddle and shrugged, as if to say 'meh, at least its not vomit'. It seems to be the only way to get my point across. Its amazing what a glass tumbler to the schnoz does to a man. Or a woman. I don't discriminate in my hatred.
She sighed, melodramatically, and dropped her elbows to the bartop. With the practiced motion of someone too fatigued to admit it, Tarot rubbed at her eyes with the pads of her thumbs. The sight of glitter sparkling on her fingertips startled her for a moment- What in fresh hell!?- until she realized that a) it was her damn eyeliner and b) wow, I'm drunk.

So... She cast a curt glance over Alicia. Looked familiar. Hurm. Where to place her, where to place her...? Eh. I got nothing- Wait. Wait. Waaaait. I remember now. Something up? You look like your goldfish just got flushed.

The poor woman looked like she needed the vodka a lot more than the tilejob did.





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