Dec. 13th, 2015
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It is frustrating. I know that. Having to wait all that time to see what happens. And I know it's not likely that you're going to like what happens next. But, hey. It's the world we live in, right? And I guess sometimes, it's not enough to pretend to be brave.
But maybe we're onto something here. Maybe we can find a place to just have a normal life. It doesn't hurt to hope for some kind of future, does it?
But maybe we're onto something here. Maybe we can find a place to just have a normal life. It doesn't hurt to hope for some kind of future, does it?
Canon is Need For Speed.
Dec. 13th, 2015 02:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
He's right. Not going would be making a decision out of fear. We don't make decisions out of fear. As long as everyone is okay with it then we're doing this.
And on that note, get me a jacket. Several jackets. I have a Christmas trip to the English countryside to take. I'm expecting to be cold, wet and confused.
And on that note, get me a jacket. Several jackets. I have a Christmas trip to the English countryside to take. I'm expecting to be cold, wet and confused.
voicetesting.
Dec. 13th, 2015 05:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I would say this is a surprise, but— well, you and I both know I'm far more to your liking than the insipid Stark bitch. Just took you longer to admit to it than it should have.
canon is TURИ: washington's spies.
Dec. 13th, 2015 07:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Guess I'll be stickin' 'round then, eh? Coulda told you I wasn't just a passing whim — have been before to a few, haven't I? — but not this time. A very merry thorn in the side of youse. Reckon we'll drink and be merry and drown melancholy —
[ He laughs loud and abruptly, falling into shout-singing, beery and off key: ] and here's to me then, after the virtue of every true-hearted lass.
[ He laughs loud and abruptly, falling into shout-singing, beery and off key: ] and here's to me then, after the virtue of every true-hearted lass.