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[Liz. Office chair. Bookcase.]

Hey guys...sorry D&D was such a bust last week. I honestly couldn't tell you what I was thinking letting Servo DM.

[She shrugs. As she does there is a glint as her hand passes under a nearby work light.]

But I--[she stops, doing a double take. She holds her hand under the light again, and sure enough there is a shimmer of glitter, which she finds is also up her arm and on her other hand.

There is a pause, then her hand catches her forehead in a facepalm.] You can not be serious.

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[Tom continues to snuffle pathetically, and sparkle accordingly.\

Ohhh, woe is me, never to experience the proper joys of charging into battle against a vicious army of orcs, and of defeating them with a roll of the dice!

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[Yeah, you have fun with that melodrama Servo. Liz has seen it all; she worked in retail before landing on Linkara's futon.

She'll be over here with a trashy novel. Not well written, either, blech.]

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[Tom continues to cry and snuffle until he realizes that no one is really paying attention to him...]

Oh hey, I know! I'll start a LIVE ACTION ROLEPLAYING GAME!

[Aaaand he toddles off to do just that. Maybe.]

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...What have I done.