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[gotgreenmagic]

[The video feed flickers to life when Shego smacks her communicator a couple times by mistake, groping along the side of her nightstand for a chirping alarm clock. She switches off the alarm, sits up and runs both hands through her hair - Shego's bed-hair is a terrifying thing to behold, it looks like there's twice as much of it as usual.

She swings her legs over the side of the bed and then, finally, notices the communicator. She leans in for a closer look, looking tired and bewildered.]

Doctor D, the heck is -

[There's a flicker of recognition in her face, and then her expression becomes completely unreadable.]

No.

Oh no no no.

No no no no no NO NO--

[The screen fills with green energy, cracks, then goes blank.]

[OOC: ohai I'm back from hiatus <3]

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[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

No, she hadn't. That was the dumbest, most annoying thing. Kimmy hadn't considered that Shego had been robbed of her identity and that that wasn't fair; all she'd seen was that she was obeying the law and having fun. And that was just...enough. It was the totally one-dimensional thought process that was still ticking her off.

"I have no idea. Do you really think that I was in a mood to ask, when I got switched back to normal?"

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

"You could've asked in between trying to kill her," Kirk commented dryly.

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[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

Very flatly: "No, I couldn't. How likely d'you think it is that I cared whether she had an ulterior motive?"