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06 January 2010 @ 04:50 pm
 
[it's amazing how someone determined can ignore a lot of snow and such, especially when snow tends to remind her of things she'd Rather Not Think About, but this particular someone is on a mission!

what mission, you ask? why to cook her husband something delicious, since he's been desperate for chocolate of late, apparently

and what's she using? why, the Secret Books of Saxon, of course. because really, where -else- would he put his most favourite recipes?

too bad Lucy's only a mediocre cook, baaaaaw. come make fun of her.



if you dare]
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06 January 2010 @ 07:50 pm
4; the smell of caffeine in the morning.  
[Jim enters the Plane for her Briefing Room this time, and she's wearing the skirt option of her uniform today, so enjoy those legs, peeps.

She's taking a few minutes out of her day to locate a cup of coffee and maybe something to eat, because her usual yeoman is on sick leave and the replacement today somehow managed to unfailingly bring frozen coffee and burnt sandwiches.

She's not even sure how. One of life's great mysteries.

Either way, hanging out on the Plane with lunch (or maybe dinner, or slightly breakfast, too - Bones would have a field day yelling at her, but she had a late night and late morning and didn't have much time). And examining some of the objects left scattered around the Plane, out of interest.]
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