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It's like Deli has her own language sometimes!And Reese's peanut butter cups are amaaaaaaazing...
That looks awesome Kuro - love all the painstaking detail and thought you put into adding authenticity to your posts!
I'll be writing tomorrow, just too burnt out tonight to think creatively or fun - so I'll just do some homework
I'll be writing tomorrow, just too burnt out tonight to think creatively or fun - so I'll just do some homework
Awww poor OLGA - I kinda all around liked her, and didn't see the creepy at all. Then again, I saw her for moments through the eyes of an 11-year old boy who found a fellow Elder Scrolls friend and khajiit aficionado as well, sooooo... *shrugs*
Wonderful to come home to all the reading - thanks you all for the pleasure :)
Wonderful to come home to all the reading - thanks you all for the pleasure :)
*cheers!* Cannot wait 
Thanks Idle - I'm kinda happy about it myself too ;)
A small post for Pauline, I was going to do others, but other people are making moves and I'd rather see where they head to before I move Abby.
A small post for Pauline, I was going to do others, but other people are making moves and I'd rather see where they head to before I move Abby.
"Naomi!" Pauline turned to peer over her shoulder, toward the voice of her friend with a wide, sweet smile. The young woman rocked forward, unfolded her long legs and pushed herself up off the plushly carpeted ground. The jeans she wore were baggy but comfortable, as was the thick knit sweater, rolled up at the sleeves and just a touch too long. Borrowed clothes all, and Pauline would always be so grateful, for the generosity of people like this little boy's mother Vida.
The older woman waved Pauline away with a wink when she saw Naomi. Pauline bent to run gentle fingers over the curly black hair of the toddler who'd managed to stack those four plastic blocks, giggling as he played the giant and toppled them all over again. Like all babes, Joshua thrived on endless repetition. This latest bit of demolition was actually the fifth time he'd displayed his amazing, growing accomplishments for Pauline and his Mom.
Her fingertip traced that plump, incomparably soft cheek of his, earning herself a wide grin that consisted of all four of his perfect, ivory teeth, two up and two down. He was beautiful, so beautiful...
"Oh I'm wonderful - I admit, a little nauseous, but nothing a lunch of crackers and ginger ale didn't fix. And did you see Joshua's tower? Such a big boy!"
Pauline wrapped her arms gently around her Naomi, maneuvering tenderly around the burgeoning baby bump of course, before those pale blue eyes turned to Ester. "And you know, I didn't need to guess at all - I'd have known her anywhere! Such a resemblance! Ester, it is so good to meet you - finally!"
Pauline wrapped her arms about Naomi's beautiful elder sister, pulling her close in a warm embrace before stepping back. "AH! So sorry, I hope I didn't shake you up too much? Waking up out of cryo is pretty awful, isn't it?" she asked, crinkling her lightly freckled nose prettily. The question was, of course, very deliberate in its banality. Pauline could not know what Naomi may have told her sister, though she might suspect, at least a little. Pauline could not begin to imagine what was said during the Third Shift briefing, but she did not intend to live with her head hung low, or wear that dark, too-heavy mantle of victim for all time.
Pauline understood sympathy of course. It was only natural, and she doubted she would be unable to keep herself from sympathetic feelings either. But the one and only thing Pauline did not want, could not abide, was pity. She was alive, and soon she'd have her little girl too - what was there to pity in that?
"Are you two headed to the gardens? Oh yes, Naomi told me all about you Ester - well, the very best parts, of course. Your deepest, darkest secrets are all safe! I bet sisters have a lot to catch up on, but would you mind if I came hitched along for a while?"
Pauline smiled, and she waited and she hoped.
The older woman waved Pauline away with a wink when she saw Naomi. Pauline bent to run gentle fingers over the curly black hair of the toddler who'd managed to stack those four plastic blocks, giggling as he played the giant and toppled them all over again. Like all babes, Joshua thrived on endless repetition. This latest bit of demolition was actually the fifth time he'd displayed his amazing, growing accomplishments for Pauline and his Mom.
Her fingertip traced that plump, incomparably soft cheek of his, earning herself a wide grin that consisted of all four of his perfect, ivory teeth, two up and two down. He was beautiful, so beautiful...
"Oh I'm wonderful - I admit, a little nauseous, but nothing a lunch of crackers and ginger ale didn't fix. And did you see Joshua's tower? Such a big boy!"
Pauline wrapped her arms gently around her Naomi, maneuvering tenderly around the burgeoning baby bump of course, before those pale blue eyes turned to Ester. "And you know, I didn't need to guess at all - I'd have known her anywhere! Such a resemblance! Ester, it is so good to meet you - finally!"
Pauline wrapped her arms about Naomi's beautiful elder sister, pulling her close in a warm embrace before stepping back. "AH! So sorry, I hope I didn't shake you up too much? Waking up out of cryo is pretty awful, isn't it?" she asked, crinkling her lightly freckled nose prettily. The question was, of course, very deliberate in its banality. Pauline could not know what Naomi may have told her sister, though she might suspect, at least a little. Pauline could not begin to imagine what was said during the Third Shift briefing, but she did not intend to live with her head hung low, or wear that dark, too-heavy mantle of victim for all time.
Pauline understood sympathy of course. It was only natural, and she doubted she would be unable to keep herself from sympathetic feelings either. But the one and only thing Pauline did not want, could not abide, was pity. She was alive, and soon she'd have her little girl too - what was there to pity in that?
"Are you two headed to the gardens? Oh yes, Naomi told me all about you Ester - well, the very best parts, of course. Your deepest, darkest secrets are all safe! I bet sisters have a lot to catch up on, but would you mind if I came hitched along for a while?"
Pauline smiled, and she waited and she hoped.
*blerg* Just got back, and still planning to post tonight before bed as well - just not as soon as I wanted to today XD This morning was consumed by a high school freshman orientation I completely forgot about until a frantic kid shook me awake (and that may have taken 3 tries on her part >.> ). This afternoon got eaten driving all the hell over northern Virginia, looking for a doctor or NP to take literally 30 seconds to just read my damn PPD test (such a relief. I don't have tuberculosis. I was soooooo worried... 
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Oh today, I may be glad to see you end...
Tomorrow should be much better though, kinda looking forward to it, but I won't be anywhere near my laptop until, at best, late tomorrow night. If anyone wants me for anything, I'll be around until 10 pm EST tonight here or on hangouts.
)Oh today, I may be glad to see you end...
Tomorrow should be much better though, kinda looking forward to it, but I won't be anywhere near my laptop until, at best, late tomorrow night. If anyone wants me for anything, I'll be around until 10 pm EST tonight here or on hangouts.
Oh that's awesome! Freakin' Mowzer and his forest of human trees...KuroTenshi said
"Here we observe a wild Douglass in his natural habitat. Notice the obnoxious blue plumage on the top of the head, believed to be designed to detour threats as it's ridiculous appearance shows it is not dangerous."
Kuro, you're awesome... idlehands said
Also, as for your conflict, it's understandable and you would not be alone in your feelings. I'm sure there are people aboard the ship that feel critical toward Pauline for keeping the child of that monster.
That conflict was one of the reasons for her creation in the first place. Exploring discomfiting, difficult and thought-provoking issues while creating the potential for some fun writing about conflict and drama in the future? *checked that box* And glad you like her too, Dot. ;)
Thank you Kuro and Road - she was fun to pull together.
And... *pats Dot gently* It'll be all righty hon - the bad guy got way more than a punch in the head after all...
And... *pats Dot gently* It'll be all righty hon - the bad guy got way more than a punch in the head after all...
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