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Subject: There is woe...

Much woe at that. I have way too much time on my hands all of a sudden and a girl can meditate only so long, you know? And you're not here. As such, there is Woe.

How is the mission going so far?

Oh. Also? First power use attempt, tonight. Down in the medlab, just in case things go pear-shaped on us somehow. I really wish Forge hadn't used the analogy he did to describe the condition of my nervous system. Bleah.

I figure you're busy with the set-up of things and all that, so no worries on a prompt reply. (But if you can sneak one in there...)

Miss you already
Alison

Ps - Has anyone blown up the casino yet? Just wondering.

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Got your message.

Busy now. Will talk more later.

Casino still there. Nathan's brain in unsprained. Day One of No Sprainage.

Salaam,
Haroun

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Well, while you're busy I'll just sit here and blab more at you, why not. I'm good at that, or so I keep getting told. Or is it me always telling that to others? Hrm, I forget. See? Blabbing.

You know, it's not like I'm hoping someone (anyone!) blows up the casino. Nope sir, am not. Not one bit. Because that would scrap the entire mission and who wants that? (I know, I know...)

Betcha Nathan manages to keep his brain un-sprained at least for a month. Until after the Holidays, say. Or I'd say wait until the end of the day to declare his brain un-sprained, but since I'm rooting for him here, I won't. ;)

Alison

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OK, now that I have time to sit down and think for a moment.

This job is going to be hairy. It's doable, maybe, but hairy nonetheless.

Dammit, woman, I miss you already. It's not even been twenty-four hours. I am pathetic, but I hear that I'm cute. Forgive me?

I should tell you - Nathan and I hit the Luxor tonight. He did his ninja thing, and I went for traditional garb. I think you would like it.

Ask me nicely, and maybe I'll wear it for you sometime.

Salaam,
Haroun

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Don't know the details still, but as long as the kids make it out okay... They've seen a lot. Well, most of them anyway - probably a few of our latest arrivals in there that ought to be kept a closer eye on and I'll just stop now, since I'm not exactly out on the field here. Keep me updated?

Very cute, even. What, like there's anything to forgive over the fact that you miss me? Earns you brownie points that, and then some. In fact, I miss you too. We can be pathetic in harmony or something. And cute, too. ;)

Traditional garb? I've yet to see you in traditional garb. I'm all sorts of curious now. And I figured out your Christmas present by the way. It is most appropriate.

Mmm. I'll remember that.

Alison

ps: Leaving for the medlab soon, so if I don't answer at one point...

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Don't sweat the details. Crypto can be broken, given time and effort.

And I guess we can. Note to self: Call Lee to arrange delivery of a Certain Something to a Songbird in Woe.

Isn't that a Beach Boys song? "Why must she be a Songbird in Woe?"

OK, OK, I'll stop now.

How was the Medlab checkup? Any good news to report?

Salaam,
Haroun

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I'm mildly scared of what Doug and Forge might get up to now, if left unchecked. Reminding self that cannot jump on airplace to go check up on things. Gah. Gah!

Something? What something? Curiosity is eating away at me now.

And I'm pretending I didn't read that. Ha.

Going down now. Will let you know soon as I get back...

Alison

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Back from medlab.

Ow. Just... ow.

But I did get the glow going for almost thirty seconds and there wasn't any supplementary damage resulting from it. So tomorrow it'll be a full minute, and then we'l see.

I'm just going to curl up in bed and poke at the keyboard now and then, I think...

GO TO SLEEP!

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And congratulations. Today 30 seconds, tomorrow a minute, the day after the world will bow before your photonic might?

Sleep well. Dream wicked dreams of warm Moors on hot nights.

Salaam,
Haroun

How am I supposed to sleep...

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...when you wake me right up like that?

I'm laughing too hard to sleep now. And ow, damn it. *g*

Madelyn is promising me ice cream. I deserve ice cream, right? After that I'll sleep though.

And dream of you. ;)