hit_girl_mindy (
hit_girl_mindy) wrote in
trans_92012-06-14 01:24 pm
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Technical Difficulties
So she wasn't wearing her suit with the wig and mask right now. In a way, during the attack, she understood that maybe it just didn't matter as much anymore. Coincidentally, it was also when she was beat up the most. Even when she had faced that messed up Cain fucker after Sasami, she hadn't been as injured as this. Being thrown against a wall, shot a few times (thank you barrier jacket) and straining every part of her body to its max would pay a toll, and with everything being so wonky, the Overlord's healer hadn't gotten to her.
So here she was. In med bay. Barely conscious.
And she still needed a new cook, damn it!
So here she was. In med bay. Barely conscious.
And she still needed a new cook, damn it!

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She almost smiled. "We've got beds and a nice little kitchen too. Always smells like apple pie."
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The smell of apple pie, a cozy kitchen. "Almost sounds homey. Heh, kinda beats having to constantly clean a drafty castle with ghosts. I might be more irritated if it wasn't more Ruffnut."