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22 January 2009 @ 12:25 am
 
[Enter the horse, tied to a tree and obviously displeased about it. She's strapped into a ratty old bridle and hobbled with rough leather straps. Aniki yanks at the rope holding her to the tree, unable to do much more than back up and tug angrily away.]

[There's a bit of blood on her side and more on her hooves. Except for a few shallow grazes, she's uninjured herself.]
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22 January 2009 @ 04:19 am
 
[Shun is seated under a tree in the forest. He's till in the black robes and has a flower garland laying in his lap. The flowers are not ordinary. They have colors that are far more intense than any normal flower could boast and they are too perfectly formed to seem real. Laying next to Shun is small black dog that he's absently petting. Those that come close enough will noticed that the dog has glowing red eyes.]

I hope they don't notice anything else odd...
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22 January 2009 @ 10:10 pm
02][Turned into a quiet thought which turned into a quiet word.  
[Have a Romana and a rather cheerful one at that.

Even after considering the fact she is in her Presidential robes again (this time they're more of an emerald green with golden stitching up the sides), she's seated comfortably in an elaborate looking arm chair with some piles of books gathered on the floor. Legs tucked under the skirt and her shoes placed neatly by a close pile the Time Lord was quite content at the moment.

In regards to the books, most of the titles are in Gallifreyan while the rest are in others. A few select ones were notable ones of English and French, the titles varying in the languages from ancient text to classic literature to Peter Rabbit. And all the while she is alternating between some select books as she read, looking quite relaxed.

Oh and yeah - K9 is there too. And he's playing Beethoven's composition "Symphony No. 9 In D Minor" because Romana finally managed to fix that part in the robotic canine's programming.]
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22 January 2009 @ 11:12 pm
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[Martha's dead.

Martha's dead, and Owen couldn't save her.

He doesn't know who to contact, what to do -- he has no idea how to get hold of 'her' Jack, and he's obviously no experience with death on the Plane. So Owen's sitting, his shirt covered with blood. He seems to be deep in thought and troubled, mostly hoping that someone he can tell will come along.

And if you're not one of those people, don't be surprised if he drops on you.]

((ooc: I'll be around for a little bit... then I'll get tags in the morning. :)b))
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