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She’s taken to sharpening her knives and other such weapons underneath the bleachers whenever the weather permitted it; it’s not like someone has claimed that spot. “Figured ah could do Gin a solid,” drawled the black haired girl, dark eyes looking up at Jane from where she was seated. “Y’ken, she wanted tae---” It’s probably not a good thing to tell little miss Jane what Ginny Gothel of all people was planning and so Harriet managed to swallow her words at the last possible second. “---have a moment alone.”











