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Elizabeth (Betsy). Twenty-two, almost twenty-three, but perpetually seventeen. Whirls back & forth between vulgarity & delicacies like a dervish proper & has been known to disappear for months on end. Worshipper of Carroll, devotee of Lovecraft & BPAL hoarder absolute. Destined for the madhouse.
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Date: 2010-10-31 11:33 am (UTC)::NEEDS MOAR MASON NAO::
IF IT'S MASON & FITZ, HELL YEAH!::KICKS YOU TO MAKE YOU LESS DEDD:: (Well, not Lord Marshwood, really, but maybe . . . what would YOU do with them, hmm?)
::IS STILL POUTY::
I HOPE THEY CAN DO THAT HERE! (::CHEWS YOU MOAR::)
(::licks your hand::)
(THESE ARE ZOD'S TROUSERS - YES! ISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! [YEH DID!] ::KEEPS GIGGLING:: [::strokes you::] [
YOU DID! YOU BOUGHT ANGEL! :O WELL, DOYLE MIGHT BE OKAY, BUT HE'S NOT ON SMALLVILLE!]::moar wigglies::
* ::cuddles with her::
::noms the yummy stuffz down happily::* ::DOES NOT KNOW THIS::
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I SEE YOU AND GOTH SERIOUSLY NAKED WITH SOME HANDCUFFS! YOU'RE LYING!* ::IZ LICKING YOU SOME MORE:: (::asks if it's coffee or tea::)