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bitten_notshyJack's promise to take Allie to a class was coming into play today, and they'd made it to campus without her bursting into flame or attracting any special attention.
He was inclined to call that a win.
"We're supposed to talk about Othello tonight," he told her as they stepped through the double doors leading into the building's atrium. "The professor seemed very hung up on religious imagery last week, so if he forgets you aren't in the class and asks you a question for some odd reason the answer's probably something about that."
He was inclined to call that a win.
"We're supposed to talk about Othello tonight," he told her as they stepped through the double doors leading into the building's atrium. "The professor seemed very hung up on religious imagery last week, so if he forgets you aren't in the class and asks you a question for some odd reason the answer's probably something about that."
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Date: 2013-01-22 01:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-01-22 02:04 am (UTC)"I had a small collection of books I'd scavenged in the ruins and one my mother had given me," Allie told him. "But after I was turned it took a while for me to get back to where I'd been living before...In that time other people moved in. They burned everything just to keep warm."