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[cake_and_death]

[there's a sign on the mess hall door today: "Now Serving Tuesday Vichyssoise." Come inside and you will indeed find pots of a lovely chilled puree... that doesn't look like it's made of potatoes]

. . . all the blenders, ruined.

((AND THEN I WAS SUDDENLY CALLED AWAY BY FAMILY. I'm sorry, I will pick up, please mingle!))

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[mightlovedogs]

[g-gag]

But we need those blenders!

[mightlovedogs]

I'll keep an eye out! She can't be hard to miss...

[littlestdeath]

She's a little unicorn, though, so don't be expecting a big one the size of a horse.

[mightlovedogs]

My size?

[littlestdeath]

About your size, yeah. A little smaller, I think.

[cake_and_death]

Oh . . . did you have plans?

[mightlovedogs]

No, but I might want something blended later.

[cake_and_death]

Well, that's something. It gives us time, right?