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flame_bird) wrote2005-09-10 07:19 pm
flame_bird) wrote2005-09-10 07:19 pm
Out of the kitchen...
Flamebird made her way away from the kitchen and all of the people in there.
Normally, she's be trying to make connections, trying to get to know people, hobnob, but today that just feels wrong.
She's made her way out to a window and has been staring down at the planet. It's more like staring straight out at it. Down isn't really down here.
Sitting down in front of the window, she leans forward putting her hands against the glass and stares in silence.
Normally, she's be trying to make connections, trying to get to know people, hobnob, but today that just feels wrong.
She's made her way out to a window and has been staring down at the planet. It's more like staring straight out at it. Down isn't really down here.
Sitting down in front of the window, she leans forward putting her hands against the glass and stares in silence.