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Dirk Strider.
==> action; (Reply)
==> action;
Date:
2013-12-09 12:24 am (UTC)
From:
heartsplintered
[He moves his hands and looks at her for a minute, frowning.]
And we should
get
you one, yeesh. Your legs are gonna freeze off.
[He sits up to take the jacket, putting it on and scooting over.]
At least come sit, Diva's pretty warm. What with the whole fire pony business.
[The Ponyta knickers softly, huffing and settling his head back down in the grass.]
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==> action;
Date: 2013-12-09 12:24 am (UTC)And we should get you one, yeesh. Your legs are gonna freeze off.
[He sits up to take the jacket, putting it on and scooting over.]
At least come sit, Diva's pretty warm. What with the whole fire pony business.
[The Ponyta knickers softly, huffing and settling his head back down in the grass.]