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*Vespera moved a bit* Kya! Its ok, I told the others to get it... I can smell it cooking now. I'll help you move the skulls, and the rest of it after... but we aren't finished in here yet. *She pointed imperiously at the edge of the bed, but her grin was infectious* Sit!
*She turned to Don.* As for you, out! Shoo! I don't have a foundation that can deal with a greentone that severe. Honestly, you take olive complexion too far. *she made shooing gestures with her hands* We're doing girl stuff. I can't do your hair, and unless you really WANT me to do your make up, you're gonna have to leave.
*Don looked up, decided discretion was the better part of valour, and escaped. He was returning to the kitchen when he took in the damage in the living room. Great... He pulled the coffee table from the wall and tossed it out on the porch where it would be out of the way for a while. He examined the hole in the wall, and simply pulled the unplugged TV over to cover it.* Its not perfect, but itll do
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