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electrocynic) wrote2015-08-29 03:51 pm
electrocynic) wrote2015-08-29 03:51 pm
The Fortress, Sarah's London, Saturday
It had been decided Sarah wasn't going to the picnic. By Sarah. Because she felt she got the best quality decisions when she made them all by herself. New kids could just as well meet her during office hours next week. She wasn't portaling back and forth for that. Or the free food, even.
So, she'd already been here for a while. They'd gotten back from the retreat – finally, thank Christ – late last night, and she'd slept in, done some shopping, then retreated to the only place in London that really mattered: the Fortress.
And now she was standing outside in the street, smoking as she waited.
[ooc: NFB, and for the boys!]
So, she'd already been here for a while. They'd gotten back from the retreat – finally, thank Christ – late last night, and she'd slept in, done some shopping, then retreated to the only place in London that really mattered: the Fortress.
And now she was standing outside in the street, smoking as she waited.
[ooc: NFB, and for the boys!]