Date: 2014-12-18 07:54 am (UTC)
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[Ward, nodding to her, reaches into the pocket of his flack pants, pulling out a small note pad and writing down something.]

It's getting worse.

[his tone is lost for a moment. A woman he'd forgotten. Someone who he'd cared about]

I knew you were Madame Masque. And now you're not. You still have a right to chose what you'll be called.

[He'd just forgotten.]

Try the food Kara, Trust me.
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and now I'm free ; there are no strings on me.

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