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[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

[Jessica has (very cautiously) acquired magic dirt. She is (again, very cautiously) working at it, slowly and meticulously forming a work desk. And singing, too intent on her work to notice her impromptu performance.]

I'm like a mirror baby
I refract light back at you
So silent, so thin, so tricky now
We do the things that lovers do

I'm not at liberty to say
How a secret message came for you today
It holds the secrets of my heart and my mind
It tells of vast expanses stretching backwards over time

Comments

[peachhat.livejournal.com]

You people really like failing to be singers, huh?

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

That'd imply that we're intending to do it.

[Fortunately for Jessica, blushes don't show up on either of her skin types.]

[peachhat.livejournal.com]

Well, okay, you weren't that bad. Just try not to be that loud, okay?

[She smirked]

And as for your intentions...this place often doesn't care about it. Blame the queen!

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'll just split my concentration off from what I'm working on to make sure I'm singing quiet enough that I don't offend the mighty celestial's ears. Right. I'll get right on that.

[peachhat.livejournal.com]

Thank you, it's good you finally understand.

[notvitiligo.livejournal.com]

[Eyeroll.]




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