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[blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com]

Characters: Kali and the Hindus. Open to others.
Date/Time: Midsummer 2013
Location: Faerie
Rating: Minimum of PG-13, thanks to Kali's salty mouth.
Warnings: Definitely language. Maybe violence.
Summary: Kali and her group are on the hunt!

Kali was already in a dark mood before she went through the gate. Upon passing through and taking on her divine form? Yeah. She was fucking scary. Fire burned in her eyes as she turned toward her group.

"We're here for one reason only: we're getting those kids the fuck back and ain't taking no shit from the bastards keeping them here, y'all got that?" she snapped.

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[monkeyshinez.insanejournal.com]

"Uh huh." Hanuman's reaction was distracted in the extreme as he wandered farther in the direction of the enticing smells. "Bet the kids are hungry. Aren't you hungry, Kali? Sita, are you hungry?"

He didn't turn around to look for any responses, just kept walking and sniffing. "I smell ginger and sugar. I wonder what they're offering the kids."

[blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com]

"Nothin' good, I'll tell y'all that much," Kali growled. "Don't eat none of the shit in here. I'll feed you when we get out."

[monkeyshinez.insanejournal.com]

"Promise?" Hanuman suddenly paused and frowned and rubbed at the back of his head. "How do we get out?"

[blackdestroyer.insanejournal.com]

"Very fucking carefully," Kali said, "And, yeah. Promise you'll get real food, not fairy shit."