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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 9:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 9:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 10:11 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 10:31 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 12:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 1:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 1:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 1:50 pm
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Bast twitched in her chair under one of the Office's windows. There was a great clamor in the Office, and it felt as though there were several people milling about aimlessly.
Who the hell is so unforgivably noisy that I should awake? she thought, a slight fog of irritation descending upon her mind. She felt her hand move of its own accord up the back of the chair, and felt the soft texture of the fabric slide under her palm before it came to rest at the top of the chair. Her shoulder, arm, and hand worked together and heaved her sleep-invaded body upward. The fog in Bast's mind lifted somewhat, and without looking--she was practically blind in the room's dim light anyway with the heavy tinting on her goggles--she shouted out a command.
"Shut the hell up and act like adults!" she commanded, her voice blazing with flames of fury. She had been incensed by the horrendous clamor that the young people had brought with them, and was infuriated at the idea that they would conduct themselves in such an unruly manner before a foreign nation's leader.
As quickly as she had snapped, the woman was just as eager to lean back in to her snooze, and had settled in to a sleeping position once more without waiting for a response. Bast was tired of dealing with children, and it was beginning to show; her focus had always been on the elder students in the forces, but now she was beginning to feel openly hostile toward the youth that continually disrupted her sleep. Everywhere she went, there were children; her only reprieve was her house, and yet there were guests to tend to there; one such guest was being helpful and restoring energy in the woman's golems, but that was an exceptional situation.
Bast yawned again and the gentle mists of her dreams began to fill up her mind once more. She was not asleep, nor awake; she drowsed in the realm halfway between waking and sleeping.
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 5:38 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 6:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 6:24 pm
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