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[hatesthefood]

Well, I guess that about does it. Just a few boxes left and I'll be moved. It's kinda weird when you see what amounts to your life over the last few years all neatly packed away. It's just a reminder of how temporary things are, huh? How... portable. Some would say easily disposed of, I guess.

I think Bandit and Gent like having more room, but I'm still waiting to see how they'll get along with Mara's cat. Mine bunch seem to be keeping their distance.

Aya, I'll be back to pick up the last few boxes tomorrow or so, if that's alright.



So... are you regretting it yet?

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[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

Alright. I can keep an eye on them.

How are things?

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

They're good. Missing all my soccer balls laying around?

[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

Not even for a second.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

It's not nice to lie, Aya.

[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

What makes you think I'm lying?

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Now that's just mean.

[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

I feel no regret.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

I bet you don't.

[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

Now I'll have to do more cooking myself again. If only to help Dawn and Buffy out.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Heh. Spoiled you since I finally learned how to cook, huh?

[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

There were advantages to it.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

I bet.

[onceaweiss.livejournal.com]

How's Mara?

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[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Should I be?

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

God, I hope not.

I was joking, sweetheart.

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[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Oh, sorry, I'm just a little... pensive today.

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... what's wrong?

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[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

There was a girl on the Network today, a child, all alone. I guess it's been on my mind.

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I noticed that. It looks like she found someone to take her in, which I'm glad for.

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[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

I told her, if there was no one else... I hope you don't mind. I mean, I'm sure she'll find someone, I just wanted...

...she seemed so alone.

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[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Sweetheart, it's your house.

Yeah. She did.

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[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

I remember being that young sometimes. Not understanding the way things work, being moved around like a piece of furniture.