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these cuts and bruises are all self-inflicted

i'm not particularly... in my right mind yet. today's been...

well... beside the point. yes.

until i get it together, i've got homework to do, and then i'll write up the rest of the story i've promised dani. if you're wondering what it's about, click right here. slave!fic. assassin!fic. all rolled into one. it's love. i like it... sorta. [edit: and now, a semi sequel? maybe. it's her and a cup of tea and a friend.]

anyway. that's the plan.

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originalficfest prompt: 25. "What will you do when you've taken everything, and there's nothing left of me?"
Title: a cup of tea
Author: wellowned or shadows_of
Rating: PG
Warnings/Notes: slave!fic. part of the new slave-assassin verse. 565 words. also because thefragyle asked for my assassin to have a close moment with a friend. it was supposed to be nicer, but i'm not feeling it right now.

( bleach the green from the pastures, feast on the grey of the night )