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[lunadickery]

[What a fine evening this is to be spending outdoors! Scenic piles of snow gracing the midwestern farmscape, countless stars twinkling in the clear winter sky, a red moon hanging low on the horizon, flaming mistletoe, a masked and costumed man with a crossbow standing on a roof

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[skirtindanger]

... Is that going to work?

[sueperman]

I saved someone I wasn't supposed to save. Someone who should die for billions of people to live.

... I don't regret it. Not even for a minute.

[skirtindanger]

[she raises her eyebrows in mild surprise; one person influenced the lives of so many? huh...]

Then... there's nothing to regret. Sometimes it's hard to decide what to do, but if it's what you think is right, then that's all you can do.

[sueperman]

Yeah. That's what I believe. This guy? He has no idea.

[skirtindanger]

This isn't justice. This is being pissed off because the mistletoe is forcing us to do something we don't want to do!

[sueperman]

He said he's gonna stop soon.

[skirtindanger]

-- Is he? Sheesh... And here I thought he was going to be at this for the entire night.

[sueperman]

I'm just glad he stopped.

[skirtindanger]

And now we can rest assured that no one will have to deal with any wildfires tonight.

[sueperman]

Right.

Sorry for bothering you.

[skirtindanger]

Bothering me? What's this about all of a sudden?

[sueperman]

I don't--[irritated growl] I'm not myself these days.

[skirtindanger]

[?? ?? ??]

Did... something happen?

[sueperman]

Mistletoe.

[skirtindanger]

No, no, not that! ... Unless you mean kissing someone did something.

[sueperman]

I think Brainy and I had a fight. I'm not sure. I kinda stormed off.