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[needsnoblade.livejournal.com]

[Thors is coming inside after a nice long day on the Kent Farm. It's his birthday, but to be honest, he barely even remembers. He wipes the sweat off his brow and heads to the pump. After a drink, he opens his journal and starts flipping through, catching up with what's been said during the day. After a bit, he dictates.]

I missed this.

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[darkevangel.livejournal.com]

I'm not going to do anything with them regardless.

[needsnoblade.livejournal.com]

[another small laugh]

What job have you been assigned?

[darkevangel.livejournal.com]

I have to... go to school.

[needsnoblade.livejournal.com]

Well, that's not so bad--

[remembers that she's like half a century old]

Well.

[darkevangel.livejournal.com]

It is.

[needsnoblade.livejournal.com]

Well.

The alternative is spending all day on your farm?