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[greatlightother]

[You get treated to some Beatles again today, friends. Only in the background, though. It's that kind of day.] For once, I don't actually have anything to say about that. Well, that hasn't already been said. It was awful and terrifying enough the first time that something like this came along and I really didn't want to repeat it. I couldn't even bring myself to fake it.

Or fight against it.

So if anyone was looking for myself or Petronilla, we were both fine. And unaffected.

Also, I hate asking the Admiral of anything so trivial, so...if you happen to keep any extra lamps or candles around, can I make use of them?

Not you, Doctor. I have enough of your lamps. I don't want to take any more.

[Friends Filter - This is a pretty open list at the moment...]

It's terrible timing but...today is a relatively mild day for me. Which...actually might be good. I'm the worst about wanting distractions more often than not, but if you need something now, I can do it. A drink. A swim. Coffee. Tea. Something. I know that...whatever it was...has to be hard.

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

[She could gather that on her own and frowned slightly. But, she was glad someone could help her.]

Well, she is very vocal about who she doesn't like and you haven't been on that list.

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[feels-no-love.livejournal.com]

Well...that is good at least.

At least she does not despise me....

Sometimes I wonder if even my gentler intentions get lost in all my incidental looming and stalking.

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

[That got a raised eyebrow.] Looming and stalking isn't exactly the way to present yourself.

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[feels-no-love.livejournal.com]

It is unconscious, from centuries of practice. I never had a reason to regret having little control over it before very recently.