WhipLuvr
Lost Inside My Own Mind
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- Jan 19, 2012
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* sitting at a table alone during lunch, Dramatic is off somewhere doing something. She's not surprised, given his activity last night. She took is covered in small cuts and bruises, though most of its hidden by her clothes. Four empty and one full coffee mugs sit in front of her. Whips no stranger to the army way but she's wishing it could be any day but this one. She hit all her targets in gunmanship, creamed Dave when he tried to take her on in Close Combat and neatly blew the heads off the dummies they used for small guns practice. She smirks, wondering if they were intended to come off. *