Date: 2012-10-02 03:48 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] heritiere
heritiere: (♭ | Yeah bye.)
Really, Leah would have appreciated a silly Xani, and the cold, collected person sitting by almost felt like a frightening unfamiliar.

"He had glasses on. Large, round ones." Alas, Leah hadn't seen the scar on the Head Hunter's neck.

A moment later, Leah slides her thin legs out from underneath the layers of blankets, unsteadily lifting herself to go over to get herself a cinnamon bun. The sweet, intoxicating smell of them was just too much for her.
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