"Well, unless someone else can get their hands on a weapon like the one I'm thinking of, it's not much danger," she said. She knew Teatime had a sword like her grandfather's, though she still didn't know how in hells he'd gotten hold of it. "And from what I remember, he's saving it for me." She shook her head, not wanting to think about the implications of that one. "We should meet in the lab...sounds as safe a place as any."
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Date: 2006-11-08 06:03 am (UTC)