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In the park, after midnight
It's late, but Tara can't sleep. She lies in the park, looking up at the stars, murmuring quietly to herself and trusting that the Holy Water she always drinks at sunset will keep her safe from the local vampires, should they be hungry.
((ooc: Anyone awake? Come play with me))
((ooc: Anyone awake? Come play with me))

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Tara?
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It only looks like a phone booth, Tara. It's a dimension something or other. Like a space ship. But it looks like a phone booth.
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She gets up, brushing the grass off of her skirt automatically. "Did he say where he was going? Or, um, take the phone booth? I mean, ship?"
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