Alana (
not_a_moonie) wrote2014-02-15 10:56 am
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Room 302, Saturday Morning
Raleigh was still asleep on the floor. Alana considered rousing him, decided against it, and reached for the fat paperback on her nightstand before snuggling back in under the covers. Finding out whether the Robot Duchess was going to learn the truth about what had happened to her daughter struck her as a perfect use of a Saturday morning.
[OOC: Door closed, post open.]
[OOC: Door closed, post open.]
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"Do you have a little sister?"
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She addressed the girl in a gentler tone. "You're from Landfall, honey?"
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"Mama?"
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It wasn't that she didn't want kids. You know. Someday. When a whole bunch of things had happened, like not being 15 anymore.
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Just in case he was having kids without knowing.
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"I think Jessica said something about this," she realized. "Like, sometimes random kids show up."
She looked over to the little girl. "So ... you're our random kid, huh?," she asked, sounding just thrilled.
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Nope. Still weird.
She watched the little girl jumping. "If you break the bed, I'm going to laugh."
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She'd maneuvered over to stand by the bed in case Beatrice came crashing down. She didn't seem to be a prissy kind of girl, no matter what her mother thought of the name itself.
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She watched their daughter bounce.
"Maybe she is one."
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"Now can we have breakfast?" she asked, flopping down to sit on the bed.
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Don't worry, he'll be taking pictures to send to Yancy as soon as possible.
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Wherever the kid had come from, she was cute and not dumb. Alana might even be kind of into this.