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The Preserve, Saturday Afternoon
Dec. 16th, 2017 03:46 pmIt had been a really long time Kathy had gone on patrol, but her body had immediately fallen into the old rhythm. It felt like warming up muscles that hadn't been used in a while and Kathy was pretending she didn't notice how easy it was--or how good it felt. She was also ignoring the real reason she was out here, goaded into action by her conversation with the AlternaDante yesterday.
Whatever. Forget him. These slugs were gross as hell and they needed a good killing anyway.
She picked through the trees, keeping her eyes open for any signs of slugs, the nebulous 'danger' that AlternaDante had warned her against, and, most importantly, of Raven. She wasn't stupid enough to think that her bestie couldn't handle herself out here and probably do so better than Kathy herself, but that didn't mean she needed to handle it all herself.
And thanks, Fandom, way to ruin her plans of spending the weekend getting a Christmas tree. Dammit.
[Expecting two, but open!]
Whatever. Forget him. These slugs were gross as hell and they needed a good killing anyway.
She picked through the trees, keeping her eyes open for any signs of slugs, the nebulous 'danger' that AlternaDante had warned her against, and, most importantly, of Raven. She wasn't stupid enough to think that her bestie couldn't handle herself out here and probably do so better than Kathy herself, but that didn't mean she needed to handle it all herself.
And thanks, Fandom, way to ruin her plans of spending the weekend getting a Christmas tree. Dammit.
[Expecting two, but open!]
