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a green magic spellcaster, olive lindquist

turns out green magic starts to tint you that way too

can mostly be found barefoot in the woods

or yelling at children to get off her lawn

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A Few Good Pairs (Of Boots on the Ground)

Summary:

“Lance Hunter had never been good at attachments. He’s sought them in strange places; when they fell apart it was alright, really, because what was he thinking? Marrying a gorgeous elite spy after falling in love with her alias—could he really be surprised when they didn’t fit together like June and Ward Cleaver? His best friend, of sorts, also had been a spy—more likely to charge in throwing knives than to go grab a casual pint. When she died in the line of duty, Hunter wasn’t surprised. Gutted, sure, but not surprised.

So, as Hunter leaned against the door jam, looking at one of his new team mates, Hunter found himself very much in pattern.