OS Prompt 1.7 - My fashion statement...
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thecricketer"Doctor, why do you wear a stick of celery on your lapel?" He glanced over at Erimem with a faint smile on his lips, pulling his hand from beneath the console.
He could tell her that it's a powerful restorative, that he can't afford to walk about without one, not when his friends were with him.
He could tell her that it was the first sign of something familiar through new eyes in a fabricated world.
He could tell her that it was another small, private rebellion against conventions.
He could tell her that, sometimes, something silly, something odd, gave him just enough seconds to save a life.
"Just my little fashion statement, Erimem."
He could tell her that it's a powerful restorative, that he can't afford to walk about without one, not when his friends were with him.
He could tell her that it was the first sign of something familiar through new eyes in a fabricated world.
He could tell her that it was another small, private rebellion against conventions.
He could tell her that, sometimes, something silly, something odd, gave him just enough seconds to save a life.
"Just my little fashion statement, Erimem."
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Date: 2007-06-05 05:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-07 09:28 pm (UTC)You've been smote. Like the card says...Just face it. I mean, it is like an itch you just can't reach...which funny enough, might in fact been your current problem. I hate to tell you this, Only...I personally think it is a bit funny, but for the next 24 hours I'm afraid that itching just won't go away.
Try not to rub it raw. *grin*