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[Nov. 16th, 2009|12:18 am] |
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HAS ANYONE SEEN JAMES, I HAVEN'T SEEN JAMES ALL DAY AND I'M MAYBE A LITTLE WORRIED. |
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|10:58 pm] |
[ don't mind him—he's just doing what he does best:
wandering around aimlessly, trying to figure out things. ]
I don't think I'll ever be getting out of here… |
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|09:21 pm] |
Scorpius Malfoy, you age really nicely, but remember to continue showering in the future, and that drugs are bad.
That is all. |
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|07:40 pm] |
Anybody seen a heavily tattooed blonde guy, always looks kinda guilty?
Fucking fuckity fuck. |
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|07:23 pm] |
Did I take th'wrong staircase?
Lily, ah -- [turns, finding no one at first]
Lily? |
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|05:59 pm] |
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Always mind your surroundings. |
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|06:17 pm] |
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At least this is better than the Shrieking Shack. |
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|02:52 pm] |
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Hypothetical: you want to get fucked up. Do you trust the drugs/booze this room makes? |
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|03:32 pm] |
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Oh dear. I think the celery is wilting. |
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[Nov. 16th, 2009|03:54 am] |
Regulus? When you have a minute...
I need some help. |
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|11:28 am] |
Sirius?
We need to talk. |
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|11:34 am] |
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I think I'm in trouble. |
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|01:40 pm] |
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A little cold weather and I've already forgotten what summer is like. |
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[Nov. 16th, 2009|12:01 am] |
Has anyone seen Merlin? My Merlin, more specifically? The one who is about my age, dark hair, little scruffy beard, blue eyes, modern clothes?
I'm worried. |
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|01:12 am] |
... It's an odd sensation, to stretch. I still seem to feel the phantoms of shackles upon my wrists.
My apologies for this tardiness, brothers and sisters. |
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[Nov. 14th, 2009|11:41 pm] |
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Mother of fuck, Cattermole, you're such a goddamn fucking idiot. |
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[Nov. 15th, 2009|01:33 am] |
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This place got way too crowded way too fast. |
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[Nov. 14th, 2009|11:06 pm] |
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The smell... the absolute stench of them will never cease to make me retch. |
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[Nov. 14th, 2009|09:09 pm] |
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Now that ain't the Ponderosa. |
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[Nov. 14th, 2009|10:32 am] |
Every action has consequences. Boys hide from them, men handle them.
I wonder which Mr. Wayne will prove to be. |
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