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[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

[ somebody's not looking too happy. That's because somebody's been hit by a wildcard while out exploring, and seems to be more than a little muddled up. The language centre of her brain isn't holding up too well ]

There is something seriously potato salad with the sarcophagus out there. I was wandering around, chainsawing my own business, when bam! Now I can't even talk without getting unicorn in the overgrown shrubbery.

Argh! Machungwa!

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[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Yup! You got there in the pumpkin, Xion.

[mnementomori]

Oh, okay. [she had been returning to her creation to sleep; it was more reliable than the disappearing houses native to the Garden. She supposed it sort of counted as a temporary home at this point.]

Maybe...Italy will have figured out how to make ice cream by then. I'll ask her.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Italy? Cushion Italy. I'll bring some ice cream down lantern as soon as I've actually—y'know, slept.

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[mnementomori]

Really? You know where to find some?

[happiest face ever.]

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

I'm about copper pipe percent sure I can get us some! What's you candle flavour?

[mnementomori]

[a beat before she figures out what Steph's trying to say.]

Sea salt is my favorite.

[correction: the only one she's ever tried.]

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Okay, one rusty saucepan coming up!