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[stars_struck]

[isn't it a lovely day? isn't it great to not have to be in an asylum? spring is in the air!]

[The sun is shining!]

[The birds are singing!]

[BRS just walked past you with a cruise missile over one shoulder!]

[um.]

[COINCIDENTALLY: shortly afterwards a CRUISE MISSILE explodes high in the skies above the town]

Comments

[pimpsaw]

[HOW COME SHE DOESN'T GET ONE 8(]

[pimpsaw]

I'm much faster than that. Surely you would know.

[stars_struck]

[... nods]

It's just been a while.

[pimpsaw]

Too long, apparently, if you have such doubts.

[stars_struck]

... maybe. I'm a lot different now.

[pimpsaw]

Mn, I've noticed.

[stars_struck]

You don't approve?

[pimpsaw]

Are you seeking my approval?

[stars_struck]

[opens her mouth... ... ... closes it. :|]

[pimpsaw]

[smiiiirk] I'm assuming that's a yes.

[stars_struck]

[looks suddenly kind of childishly sullen]

... it's an 'I'm not sure'.

[pimpsaw]

Or it's an 'I won't admit it.'

[stars_struck]

[--the sullen look slips, then she frowns again]

That's usually Dead Master's line.

[pimpsaw]

... She's faster than before. [her right hand twitches]

[stars_struck]

Probably. I couldn't defeat her in any normal way.

[pimpsaw]

You could not defeat me, either. [SO CASUAL]