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[convents]

[ that's it. a rather detailed drawing of an apple. one man's journal is another man's sketch pad. ]

Comments

Re: private

[convents]

As much as I would enjoy your company, Cordelia, it might be better for you to stay out in the sun.

private

[visiongirl]

I thought you were worried about me getting sunburned. [Aka, why the sudden change of mind.]

Re: private

[convents]

I'm also worried about you looking appetizing.

private

[visiongirl]

Do you need me to try to find a butcher? People have to eat here, there has to be some sort of food source where I can get blood for you.

Re: private

[convents]

If you wouldn't mind. I haven't eaten since before we got here.

[ and while man's control is legendary, he would rather eat now and not continue to starve while keeping himself even more in check than usual later. ]

Re: private

[visiongirl]

Which isn't good for anyone -- but especially you. I'll see what I can find.

private

[convents]

[ especially him? this is about that time he smelled your hair, isn't it? ]

Thank you.

Re: private

[visiongirl]

[It might be a little about that.]

Of course. If we're stuck here we might as well figure out the resources sooner as opposed to later anyway.

private

[convents]

And here I was looking forward to playing a rousing game of snack vs stake.

[ angel, you're not as funny as you think you are. and she can't see that goofy smile you're directing at the page you're writing on, either. stop. ]

private

[visiongirl]

[If only you could see her eyerolling Angel.]

You know me, I live to ruin your fun.