63!'d and I DON'T KNOW WHAT I AM DOING.

[underweared]

Look at you fret, tut-tut.

I see some difficulty and that's a large chunk of 'fun time' you're wiping out of the schedule. There are things to do, a life to l i v e~ [ A humorous fluctuation at that last bit. Do-ho. ]

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[underweared]

[ One tends to get a bored locked up, don't you know? A clock ticking in the mind would continue swimming in ideas, routes and tricks to play when she sees light again.

Remember, Jane Moriarty would choose to be there. That confidence burns in her form, hands now properly tucked in the pockets of her suit and complete with the huff of laughter. Height or not, she's glad to be the one with the proper keys in her hands. Ammunition.

( 'No one ever gets to me.' ) ]

Right to the witch's house. You know better than that, you poor thing. [ Almost a purr. ]