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vitruvian23She’s expecting fire, brimstone, and hot pincers or the like. A lecture from her former boss that goes on till it’s the worst of all.
Instead, she’s flying through air on the back of a horse behind a woman clad in armor that seems both impractical and uncomfortable. She’s got a topside view of the rainbow, and a feeling that’s not a pot of gold at the end of it.
The strapping blonde turns her head and grins. “Good to be on the job again! What’s the matter, Aud, not what you were expecting? You died in battle, didn’t you?”
Instead, she’s flying through air on the back of a horse behind a woman clad in armor that seems both impractical and uncomfortable. She’s got a topside view of the rainbow, and a feeling that’s not a pot of gold at the end of it.
The strapping blonde turns her head and grins. “Good to be on the job again! What’s the matter, Aud, not what you were expecting? You died in battle, didn’t you?”
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Date: 2012-02-09 05:48 pm (UTC)