"Then it tries, Tristran," she snaps right back at him, voice sounding far more secure than she particularly feels. "I am not going to break - gods know that if I haven't yet, I am not going to now."
She peers forward at the looming shape, lips curling into a smirk, "Not over some over-sized feather pillow with an attitude problem, at least."
Very large pot of eagle chicken soup? Meet unnecessarily shiny kettle.
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Date: 2007-07-15 03:03 am (UTC)She peers forward at the looming shape, lips curling into a smirk, "Not over some over-sized feather pillow with an attitude problem, at least."
Very large pot of
eaglechicken soup? Meet unnecessarily shiny kettle.