major richard sharpe (
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2013-03-24 03:51 pm (UTC)
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"...I look forward to it, ma'am."
Heels clicked. His shoulders inclined again in yet another slight mockery of a real bow, and then Sharpe about-faced as if to march his way straight to the door. Let the bloody daft New Feather find her own way to the truth.
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Heels clicked. His shoulders inclined again in yet another slight mockery of a real bow, and then Sharpe about-faced as if to march his way straight to the door. Let the bloody daft New Feather find her own way to the truth.