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Sorry about completely spacing out on you for a few days, Taxon. There was a trip out of town for a grandma birthday party and a nasty sinus infection and a lot of braindeadness. Tags coming from Jayne soon, I SWEAR. (Although possibly not until tonight as I am at work right now and there's a little too much activity around me today.)

*offers sheepish internet cookies made from...real internet sheep. yes.*

Lipstick and Nylons...Clearly the Devil's Tools

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I am Heather, she who has no soul, and I am bringing you the sweetness and light and utter joy that is Susan Pevensie. You know, Chronicles of Narnia--fun little series of books with a talking Jesus Lion and four cute British kids and some wacky wardrobe? If you've never read the series, THAR BE SPOILERS HERE, just so you know.

I'm bringing the young woman in from the end of the series and adding in a little Neil Gaiman for justice. Should anyone want to listen to him read what amounts to his Narnia Fanfic, let me know and I will span you with MP3 goodness that is The Problem of Susan.

Anyhow. Susan. End of series. Death, lots of it. Hint: Edmund lost his head. She has myriad issues, many of them with a certain Jesus Lion. Enjoy the anger and blasphemy and also, the C.S. Lewis style of randomly capitalizing things to make them proper nouns.