Date: 2014-09-09 11:57 pm (UTC)
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Her smile fades very slightly

("at your service," he said, and then tried to take her on the ground)

but that was a long time ago, and by the time he's straightened her smile's more bemused than ever.

Jamie once told her she'd make a poor spy, everything there on her face.

She'd learned, of late. She's had to.

"In all fairness, it's a poor crop more than poor skill. And why have you joined us, Ichabod Crane, for tonight?"

God, but she hates having to watch her speech. She's entirely too tempted to scream, "Bastards, all of you!" for the sheer pleasure of cursing, from time to time, and then run for her life.

Baseball. Hot dogs. Autos. ...And thus we do what we must.
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