Alternative Rock - Late
It was a wonderful day in the Jenius household within the Spiral Labyrinth. The kids were playing, soft music and a warm summer breeze filled the house, and Milia was doing laundry the old-fashioned way, wearing an equally old-fashioned dress. Mostly because she felt like being productive, and the kitchen had only recently been repaired from the last time that had happened.
She hummed softly - some song she couldn't quite remember the name of - as she pinned laundry on a line in the yard. For someone who had spent most of her life on a spaceship or in the cramped cockpit of a fighter, finally settling down on a planet and feeling the sun and wind for real every day was an experience.
She smiles and steps back to survey her handiwork. Okay, there would be a few wrinkles, but none of it was going to fall. Now, she thinks, if Max were to come outside and hold her right now, that would be perfect.
((As I said, late, so I'll be doing Milia's escape in the comments rather than a separate post. Kors, if you want to put Max in this post under the same illusion, that'd be great. Also everyone else Gamlin is invited as well.))
She hummed softly - some song she couldn't quite remember the name of - as she pinned laundry on a line in the yard. For someone who had spent most of her life on a spaceship or in the cramped cockpit of a fighter, finally settling down on a planet and feeling the sun and wind for real every day was an experience.
She smiles and steps back to survey her handiwork. Okay, there would be a few wrinkles, but none of it was going to fall. Now, she thinks, if Max were to come outside and hold her right now, that would be perfect.
((As I said, late, so I'll be doing Milia's escape in the comments rather than a separate post. Kors, if you want to put Max in this post under the same illusion, that'd be great. Also everyone else Gamlin is invited as well.))