The Principal's Tower, Wednesday Evening
Jan. 31st, 2007 12:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bigdamnprincipalWhen John had started laying down more salt against the windows in the tower, Zoe held her tongue and didn't comment. But she really felt the need to interrupt when he started drawing incomprehensible things by the door.
"Are you going to tell me what you're doing, or do I get to guess?" she asked.
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"Are you going to tell me what you're doing, or do I get to guess?" she asked.
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demons_death.]
