Email to Marius
Apr. 16th, 2007 10:46 amTo: [new little brother]
From: [Ms Perfect]
So what was it you couldn't say about your skin on the journals? Feel free to tell me to but out, mate.
From: [Ms Perfect]
So what was it you couldn't say about your skin on the journals? Feel free to tell me to but out, mate.
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Date: 2007-04-16 01:20 am (UTC)From: [Regrettably less so]
Oh, it is no great secret, merely not for the weak of stomach. I had previously burned my skin off during the beautiful discovery of a randomly acquired ability to traverse an innimical hell dimension, and then of course was the troublesome matter of waiting for it to grow back. It seems my body took offense to this as shortly after prom I underwent the joy of molting, which I may assure you is absolutely not traumatic in any way.
Ah, wait, I molt twice. I always forget about October. Right.
At some point in this last week I have remembered to issue my heartfelt thanks your generous donation served to repair my natural mutation, haven't I?
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Date: 2007-04-16 01:27 am (UTC)>>At some point in this last week I have remembered to issue my heartfelt thanks your generous donation served to repair my natural mutation, haven't I?
Yeah. When we were drunk? It was nothing, mate. Seriously. Nothing.
Besides, I'm glad my natural awesomness has flow-on effects. ;)
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Date: 2007-04-16 03:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-16 03:14 am (UTC)You're 18. I'd say that there's nothing he can do but. Hah! He can send you back here. So, yeah, let's try to make sure we don't get done for it.
Also, if you ever try to make me drink American beer I will kill you.