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Posted on August 14th, 2008 @ 7:36pm
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Rolling waves and their soft lapping against the boat Ema's in -- she's on the deck with a clear view of her surroundings, if only from the outside lights that illuminate the dark water. The feeling is impatient, like she's waiting for something that's just not coming fast enough (ohohoho.)
NICK! She's loud, of course. As if we all weren't expecting that. NICK, FINISH GOOD NOW? COLD! FOOD COLD! Her tone is basically the verbal embodiment of the >:[ face.
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