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moira ([personal profile] gaylic) wrote in [personal profile] almightythirst 2019-03-19 04:23 am (UTC)

Mm, fair enough.

[ She took her time to eye the painting as he went to retrieve glasses. Usually a deep lover of art, she's got her eyes narrowed and her brow furrowed as she tries to figure out why the hell he's got something like that hanging on his wall in the first place. She's pretty sure that there's nothing deep about this and she gives a sigh of disappointment; nothing emphasized the differences between Jesse and Moira much more than this.

Returning her attention to the whiskey, she went to take her seat on the couch, lifting the bottle so she could start to pour some of the liquid into each glass. ]


There weren't as many direct deaths from the flu as I had worried there would be. Finally receiving some of our nanobiotic technology from home couldn't have come at a better time. [ She had watched the way Lance and Azwel had suffered first hand, seen Angela die in her office - it had all been a bit too much for her to take, apparently.

Her eyes flickered to the maps, though, brow arching as she looked over to him, setting the bottle back down and being sure to avoid resting it on anything that looked important. ]


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