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» 013.
There is a girl newly arrived here named Sophie. I highly advise all of you to stay away from her, lest you upset me. She is very special, and I'll not have her harmed in any way while she is under my care.
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» 012.
Youth dreams a bliss on this side of death. It dreams a rest, if not more deep, More grateful than this marble sleep; It hears a voice within it tell: Calm's not life's crown, though calm is well. 'Tis all perhaps which man acquires, But 'tis not what our youth desires. -
» 011. voice.
[immediately starts off with a low groan. her voice, when it comes in, sounds decidedly more irish. and very, very annoyed. it's a little more high-pitched, and indignant.]
-on't want to marry King Nebuchadnezzar, Gran! He's old and stupid and smells bad because he's human. I'm only fifteen, and I've got the rest of forever before me. I can't run ( Read more... ) -
» 010.
Fuck, these things are worse than Machiavelli. I'm just going to play kickball with their heads until they shut up. -
» 009. voice.
[footsteps crunching on gravel. sound of something metal being dragged along the ground-a sword, for anyone who'd be familiar with it. she clicks her tongue a few times before her voice comes in-it's almost cheerful]
Well now. This is certainly a delightful way to start off the new year. Demons attacking the city-why does this seem so familiar?
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» 008.
I feel centuries younger. Amazing what a little run can do for a girl, isn't it?
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» 007.
Thank you for dinner, Sylar. I must say that it was the most enjoyable experience I've had in at least a century.
And there is a party tomorrow, as well. Perhaps I shall think of it as a sort of birthday present. I suppose I shall need to get another dress. White again, I should think. I do so love the color.