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June 2009

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kanthia in fdl_penthouse

When all else fails, do an impersonation.

I'd like to apologize in advance to Emmi-mun. I do this out of LOVE.

Vivienne, having successfully raided a (decorative) wig stand, sauntered into the living room.



"Oh, isn't it a delightfully dreadful day today? Shall we all drink tea and eat crumpets while composing poetry and saluting the Queen?"

Vivienne's French accent makes her fake British accent sound even sillier.

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Emmeleine comes walking up behind Vivienne. With her nose stuck up as though she had inhaled the most putrid of smells, she intones,

"Well. You are looking exceptionally...charming. And I mean that in the most insensitive of ways. Those clothes are very last week, if I should say so myself. It is, on the otherhand, a slight improvement on your previous attire. I am beginning to feel something strange...something I have never felt before. Kinship? Fondness? AUGH. Whatever it is, it feels disgusting. I am off to have a vitamin water."