scentbombed: (smirk)
((Backdated to the flood, sob, I'm sorry this is so late.))

[The changes are small and subtle, with Angua, but they're there. The observer who would notice such things might notice that her normally beige room looks slightly more upscale: there's a gold-backed clock on her nightstand where a picture frame usually sits, for example. More noticeably, her collar is gone, and to a well-trained ear, her accent may sound a little broader.

There's a large mystery mug on the table next to her, the contents not visible. She takes a sip from it and regards the camera cheerfully.]


Bet half of you a dollar you've got no idea who I am. Right? You can pay me any time.

Satsuki, all right, yeah? I'm sure you'll let me know if you need something. Good girl.

[Private to her friends, MINUS Dick, Buffy, Dracula, and Dean]

Drink later? Come to my room, the pub's full of them.

And if you are one of them, I'm waiting on that dollar.

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