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[theguv.livejournal.com]

[no, my fellow Plane-goers, your eyes do not deceive you. there are, in fact, two Genes sitting at the Astral Bar, each with a pint in hand -- and each with a set of wings that were most certainly not there the last time anyone spoke with the Guv. there's also this weird little fact that the Gene Genie is looking a mite peculiar, in that he's, well ... slightly more feminine in appearance? oh androgyny, you and Gene don't mix. not that the Genes at the bar seem to care, really. they're more interested in talking shop]

This hellhole's gone on long enough. 'bout time someone stepped in to fix the bloody place.

So long as Tyler isn't getting his head stuck where it don't belong, I could give a toss about who's doing what to who.

I don't care who or what your Tyler is, so long as he isn't breaking the law. You understand that?

Like a tart with her titties showing.

[both men snort and take a drink.



I suggest you approach with caution]



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