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whatwas[The PCD clacks and the view shakes a bit, but finally centers on Horst's happy face. He's up on a roof, with four bottles of liquor and a chair.]
Right, you bunch of nutters, I'm going to sit up here and watch you all run about.
Tyki, you want a drink? I'm up here in the sane corner of the world.
Right, you bunch of nutters, I'm going to sit up here and watch you all run about.
Tyki, you want a drink? I'm up here in the sane corner of the world.
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Date: 2011-04-20 12:53 am (UTC)You...smell different.
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Date: 2011-04-20 02:16 am (UTC)[offline]
Date: 2011-04-20 07:06 pm (UTC)You think I'll get 'used' to having you around? Perish the thought, love. I like it this way.
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Date: 2011-04-20 07:28 pm (UTC)Don't sound so sad. It's not like I'm going anywhere!
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Date: 2011-04-20 07:31 pm (UTC)No, you're not. You're right.
The city's gone mad, I think we should stay here and watch the stars tonight.
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Date: 2011-04-21 01:30 am (UTC)[And she kisses Horst on the lips one more time.]