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She does not, actually, know what to do.
And so she bathes and changes, for she's dirty and sweaty from practicing for so long, and brushes her hair carefully. It's methodical and familiar and the action is a comfort, because of that.
It is not, perhaps, what one does after being uncursed, but it is what one does after practicing one's archery, ( Read more... ) -
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These are the thing you’ll never think, when you die a few weeks before turning nineteen ( Read more... ) -
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If Lucy was aware of how much danger she was in, it's certain she would not be lounging so lazily in a chair, hair hanging over the edge of it.
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[Theatrical Muse] What is the greatest sacrifice you've made for love?
At the funeral--it's really more a service, because everyone on the train was too burned for there to be much point in anything beyond cremation, and it seemed wrong to Susan to do it one way for some and another for Peter and Ed--but at the funeral, Susan listens to them talk about her cousin and brothers and parents. And, of course, her sister ( Read more... ) -
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She's brushed Corella more than is strictly necessary, and spoiled her yet again with an apple, and even taken her out for a bit.
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Lucy wakes up covered in sweat and without a noise, her nightgown sticking to her back. She's just as silent as she slips out of bed, though her hands are shaking, as she strips pulls a fresh nightgown on, then grabs her robe, belting it around herself. Another moment as bare feet pad on the floor and she's out in the common area and curled on ( Read more... ) -
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Lord Ostium ( Read more... ) -
19 Things About Lucy...or However Many I Get Bored At
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[Milliways, Outside]
It's much easier to shoot when it's not freezing outside, really.
This is not, Lucy feels, an excuse to be lazy however. And she really does need to practice her archery.
It's not that cold, anyway.
Really.
Or at least, she's telling herself that.
(It's also nice to have something to do. A distraction for the insanity of late.)