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sith_happened) wrote2006-10-10 10:05 am
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Office hours [Tuesday, October 10, all day]
Vader had a paintbrush and a few buckets of white paint.
And an all-black wardrobe.
Clearly today's activity--getting rid of the pink walls and happy face--was only going to end in tears.
Vader reached his hand out and the paintbrush began moving on its own, far away from his cape.
The hope was that the tears would be from someone else.
And an all-black wardrobe.
Clearly today's activity--getting rid of the pink walls and happy face--was only going to end in tears.
Vader reached his hand out and the paintbrush began moving on its own, far away from his cape.
The hope was that the tears would be from someone else.
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"Rory Gilmore," he said. "Aeryn Sun. Peter Pevensie. Undercut his faith in these friends and you will make my mission easier."
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It would probably be horrifically dangerous to drink but it smelled really really good.
For the record he wasn't trying to be sneaky -the scent of coffee would negate that- but he didn't try for the stupid small talk either. Just, put the mug down were Vader could get to it.
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It was as close as he would come to saying thank you.
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and some lotion (http://www.bathandbodyworks.com/sm-relax-eucalyptus-spearmint--pi-2095458.html)
"They're de-stressors," she said brightly. "Since last week's attempt with the bath stuff was kind of a swing and miss, I thought these might work better."
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Vader threw the candle towards a still-drying wall. "OUT!"
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Before it was dumped into the garbage, it made a very familiar pattern of stars.