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[geekgirltosh.livejournal.com]

[Tosh brings her desk with her to the Plane again, though for once, she's not working. Instead, she has her head buried in her hands, her shoulders heaving with quiet sobs. It's pretty obvious that she's come here to escape the rest of her team for a few minutes.

There are a few crumpled tissues on the desk in front of her, and a fresh box to her right. The crumpled tissues cover a file strewn across her desk, but you can still see the black-and-white picture of a handsome soldier, possibly from the early 1900s.]

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[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Juni is rubbish at comforting people, at least she didn't bring a demon dressed up in pink bows or something] Um, what's your favourite type?

[geekgirltosh.livejournal.com]

[sure, let's talk about chocolate when Tosh just sent someone to die D:] I...like white chocolate? [she still looks a little perplexed]

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Juni has no sense of appropriateness at all D:. She'd would be balancing two of the boxes on her other arm as she passes over the white chocolate] Well, here you go.

[geekgirltosh.livejournal.com]

[she obediently eats a couple pieces of chocolate] 's nice. Thanks.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Tries not to look too relieved] You looked like you needed some.