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[master_troven]

Alec is sitting in his kitchen with a large mallet. He is glaring at his kitchen table with the sort of look that one reserves for their most hated enemies. Every few minutes or so the sound of bagpipes would crawl from it. In response, Alec would slam the mallet onto the surface.

He's been doing this for the past six hours.

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[ashes-ascended.livejournal.com]

He relaxes even more, if Alec keeps that up, it won't be long before he's purring. "Just as well I'm perfectly capable then."