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All over the school, posters have been appearing. Like this one-

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But finally, it was opening night. Bottles of hard-to-find BPAL, assorted smokeables, exotic liqueurs and fine chocolate... oh, all the addictive sumptuous delights one might crave!


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And she herself took the stage first, to break in the karaoke machine.

"Because everything sounds better in French, darlings...."


Fairport Convention, "Si Tu Dois Partir" (lyrics)

Date: 2007-04-10 05:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] friendofkittens.livejournal.com
I THINK IT WAS THE WALL, he said, in a voice so surprisingly soft it was almost beyond hearing. OM ISN'T AROUND MUCH THESE DAYS.

He didn't want to sleep. He hadn't really liked sleep much. But he was so tired... and it felt good, this time. IT'S VERY NICE, he agreed. Maybe he wouldn't sleep. Just... what did they call it? Doze. I WOULD SAY CLOSER TO OCTARINE, PERHAPS. OR... INFINITY. WHICH IS A VERY NICE SHADE OF BLUE.

Date: 2007-04-10 05:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] usethepoker.livejournal.com
"Who knows?" Susan said, knowing dimly she ought to sit up, but feeling quite content to rest on the table. "Maybe he'll show up one day." Maybe Albert would show up one day--gods, there was a scary thought. Him, or the Death of Rats.

"Wha' kind of blue?" she managed, opening one eye and regarding her grandfather. "I'd think infity would be like...melty and multi-colored. Kind've like the teapot." She reached out and poked the teapot, which seemed to ooze around her finger.

Date: 2007-04-11 06:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] friendofkittens.livejournal.com
OM? Death didn't seem to feel the need, himself, to sit up to talk to her any longer. He was taking up more than his fair half of the table at this point, with his long, bony arms, but he was just so... so very comfortable. IT SEEMS UNLIKELY, BUT PERHAPS. HE HAS FEW WORSHIPPERS HERE THAT I'M AWARE OF.

INFINITY, he added airily, IS BLUE. A VERY INTERESTING SHADE OF BLUE. INFRA-BLUE, IF YOU WILL. He picked up the teapot and tried to pour himself a cup. Somewhere along the line, that failed.

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