Subject: The Fourth
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Posted on: 2011-07-28 23:13:00 UTC

"And when I find them, I'm thumping their skulls." Came a feminine, annoyed voice from outside the huddle.

Gurgan, Ally and Grace turned to look at this interloper. "Well THERE'S something you don't see every day: a bearded lady." Ally said with genuine curiosity in her voice before she took another drag.

"You don't see many Mary Sues smoking either, but that's neither here or there." Portia answered, too annoyed to answer any other way. "What I want to know is how I got this dust-trap on my chin and how to get rid of it." She thought for a minute. "Does anyone have a razor or something that can take this thing off?"

Ally looked at the other two: one was a giant chicken and the other's hands were... well, not well suited. But the newcomer had called her... well, the time for petty bickering definitely wasn't now. Sighing, she took out her knife and handed it to the (long term) Intelligence intern. "I expect it back, though."

"Oh, you're getting it back. In fact, How about I join up with you guys: solve this thing, get back to normal, crack some skulls?" Portia took the knife by the handle, tugged the end of the beard so that the hair was taut and began to slice though a rough handful of strands at a time.

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