"Wait, are these those guys?" she asked, finding it much harder to recall the incidents she needed than she would have liked. Drinking more wasn't bound to make it better, but it didn't stop her from taking another healthy sip. "The, um, the... gods, they were both real pieces of work." Well, that didn't sound very flattering. "Not in a bad way, I mean. They were just both a little..." She made a wavy hand motion. Not quite sure what that was meant to communicate, but it was the closest she could come to making sense of what was in her head.
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Date: 2008-01-31 06:03 pm (UTC)"Wait, are these those guys?" she asked, finding it much harder to recall the incidents she needed than she would have liked. Drinking more wasn't bound to make it better, but it didn't stop her from taking another healthy sip. "The, um, the... gods, they were both real pieces of work." Well, that didn't sound very flattering. "Not in a bad way, I mean. They were just both a little..." She made a wavy hand motion. Not quite sure what that was meant to communicate, but it was the closest she could come to making sense of what was in her head.