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runningxfast replied to your post:((Guess who’s watching Cabaret for the first time...

//Cabaret is amazing. You’ll like it. The music is perfection.

((We watched a little bit of it in history when we were learning about the Weimar Republic and I've really wanted to watch it ever since I'm so excited)) 

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Katrina grabs a marker and writes 'this is a toe' on Kat's hand.

"Wait what?" 

Kat read the words again before laughing slightly, “I like it kid,” she thought for a minuite before grinning, “is this like that ne c’est pas une pipe thing cos that basically makes you a genious.” 

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 Hannibal was sitting serenely at his desk and leisurely working on writing up his notes from previous sessions into his computer, translating them from his adapted doctor's shorthand as well as from his native Lithuanian. He tended to write in his native language if only to keep people from catching curious, casual glances of what he was writing about the session. It helped in the long run, he knew and, by now, translation was effortless. It also helped him keep a firm grasp on his first language as no one really spoke it in America, that he had found at least.

Then, the phone rang, interrupting him. A sigh and a glance at the clock. Not a patient running late, of course, he was done for the day. Perhaps a cancellation. He glanced balefully at the empty reception room. He needed to make getting another secretary a priority again. Perhaps he ought to post the ad in the newspaper again, as well as online where it had been left to simply collect virtual dust...

"Hello?" He asked with a kind voice, betraying nothing.

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"Hans?" Katrina whispered, knocking softly on the side of the already opened door.

Hans looked up from his desk, spotting Katrina peeking in timidly. "Ja?" he asked her. 

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Clary spotted the child walking to the Institute. She was a little confused, a child so young wouldn't normally be roaming the streets of New York alone.  She was a little worried, and decided to approach the girl.

"Do you need some help, sweetheart?"

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"Ha take that."

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Judas came running into Hans' office, tears streaming down his cheeks as he met the eyes. "Its K-Katrina..." he muttered, his voice cracking as he felt his body shake in fear. "She's Ill.... s-she won't wake..." The boy whispered "She's coughing up blood..."

Hans' brows raised and he stood from his chair. "Was she sleeping before that? We need a doctor, boy! There isn't much I can do!" Hans dropped his pen on to his desk and exited the office. The base had an on-site doctor, who was on the other side of the building. "Go watch your sister, I'll get the doctor."