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Bridget Banner has a couch by the fire, a Stark Industries tablet, and a game of Bejeweled, on which she is focusing with meditative calm.
You might think she wasn't paying any attention to the room around her. You'd be wrong, but you might.
You might think she wasn't paying any attention to the room around her. You'd be wrong, but you might.
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Bridget is curled up on the comfiest couch by the fire, Stark Industries tablet in her lap, playing Bejeweled.
What? It's relaxing!
(She borrowed Tony's shampoo again this morning, but a different variety of the same brand. Kiwi-lime instead of mango-raspberry.)
What? It's relaxing!
(She borrowed Tony's shampoo again this morning, but a different variety of the same brand. Kiwi-lime instead of mango-raspberry.)
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So, that happened.
And now there is a huge, absurdly muscular green person on the Milliways grounds, trudging through the foothills at the head of a long trail of oversized footprints. She gave up the stomping a while ago, but her steps are still fairly thunderous.
She is experiencing a significant lack of pants—and at her size, significant is definitely the word—but luckily for her dignity, she hasn't yet reverted back to a state where she cares.
And now there is a huge, absurdly muscular green person on the Milliways grounds, trudging through the foothills at the head of a long trail of oversized footprints. She gave up the stomping a while ago, but her steps are still fairly thunderous.
She is experiencing a significant lack of pants—and at her size, significant is definitely the word—but luckily for her dignity, she hasn't yet reverted back to a state where she cares.