"If you ever teleport me anywhere again without at least telling me where we're going, I'm ... I'm going to tell your girlfriend," a narrow-eyed Primavera informed Lezard.
"Steff is not --" Lezard stopped himself. More evenly, he started again: "The situation warranted immediate intervention, you must agree." But the smile he gave her was not placatory.
Primavera took a deep breath. "Okay," she said to Keenan. "What do you need me to do, exactly?"
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Date: 2009-10-19 04:36 am (UTC)"Steff is not --" Lezard stopped himself. More evenly, he started again: "The situation warranted immediate intervention, you must agree." But the smile he gave her was not placatory.
Primavera took a deep breath. "Okay," she said to Keenan. "What do you need me to do, exactly?"