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North South North West Kansas wrote:-snip-

Tsarina stands up and sighs.
"How the hell does she think she can keep Kansas safe if she, firstly, can't control her emotions, secondly, can't make rational decisions, thirdly, is easily swayed by crusty old men-"

"I daresay women would be capable of-"

"Shut the f%$# up Harrison, I'm not in the mood."

"My name's actually...er...never mind."

"-and fourthly..."

She gestured in the general direction of the lampposts and the street. Now devoid of words, the best Tsarina could muster to further express her annoyance was a half-scream-half-grunt before she kicked a patch of dirt and sat down.

"Why does life have to be such a massive bitch."

Harold paused and slowly nodded.

Tyramon wrote:Witta shook her head.
"No, just one. I knew her first when we were both apprentices."

Alena nodded.
"Were you close?"

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