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[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[Someone's feeling proud of herself. This would be a Donna getting all up in your Astral Plain, lugging what appears to be a three foot long sub-sandwich, piled high with toppings and a large drink. She spreads out a blanket and settles down with this giant sandwich, opens a bag of crisps and sighs contently, laughing to herself.

If you happen to know music well, you might notice when she's just looking around at the stars, she's humming 'Across the Universe' by The Beatles]

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[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Cy makes a beeline not for the sandwich, the drink, or even the chips--but for the chip bag. She makes a delighted face at the crinkle and starts trying to eat the bottom off it.]

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[RANDOM KITTEN! But it's cute, 'cause aww, playing with the bag] Oi, you! Don't eat that. Here. [pulls off a corner of the sandwich and holds it out] Here you go.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

That is a big sandwich....

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Big sandwich.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Yep! It is, isn't it? And he says this is just a snack.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

You've seen his appetite. I'm surprised this thing wasn't as big as him.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Pounces upon the sandwich, gives it an experimental taste-test, and then looks up at Donna.]

Got any bananas, Ginger-snap?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I've seen him at one at least twice his size.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Thought as much. So he shouldn't miss this part.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[......talking. kitten. EEEEE] You can talk? You can talk! 'Course you can talk. Everything has a version that can talk. Right, sorry, uhm... [kitten...adorable...] I don't have any bananas on me, sorry. I've got crisps?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

He probably will, though, knowing him.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

Oh wow, just a snack? He must eat a lot! [Actually Shun eats a lot too, but he's not going to mention that]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Headtilt.] What's a crisp?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

I hope so! Serve him right. "Donna, I told you to stay at the church and watch them." I found the file, didn't I? [sighs and gnaws on sandwich]

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

He does! Always steals my favourite crisps, too.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[holds up a potato chip!] These. I don't think cats can eat them, though. Are talking cats an exception?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

You should have taken the bananas, too.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Talking people are an exception, Ginger-snap! [She grabbities at the chip.]

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

'Crisps'? [Has never been to England and so has no idea what she's talking about.]

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

I should've. What's with the bananas, anyway? Seems like they all have a banana in their pockets.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[holds up the bag of potato chips] These, sweetheart.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Well, all right then, kitten. You know your limits, I think. [hands over chips!]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Bananas are good.

[frigidfourth.livejournal.com]

[There are no words]

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

Oh! I've never heard them called crisps before.