015 // Video

[always_thewoman]

[The camera turns on to a wide-shot of Irene's room. In the background, a blur of limbs, hair, and fabric dashes back and forth across the field of view, singing tuneless snatches of some song. The shape bolts towards the camera and is resolved - a little girl, about six, with a wild tangle of brown hair and a reckless grin. She's barefoot, but

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I glee'd. XD ALSO, SPAM? I CAN DELETE/REDO IF NOT.

[sonotahunter]

[The singing is what draws her over--that and the bizarre feeling of familiarity with this place, this door in particular. Abby hesitates a moment before putting a hand to the knob and opening it a crack to peer in.]

YES OF COURSE

[always_thewoman]

[In the time since her unintentional video post, Irene has made her way to the vanity and is intently inspecting a tube of lipstick - a deep, carmine red - and amusing herself by rolling it up and down, up and down in its gold canister, still singing a little gibberish refrain. Then, looking as if she's doing something intensely naughty and is entirely pleased with herself, she smears it onto her mouth. Leaning forward to look at herself in the mirror, she grins hugely, then spins around. After two or three rotations, however, she stops abruptly, seeing another face peeping through the door at her. Caught in the act, she looks a bit guilty for a moment, and simply raises a hand in the air in greeting]

Hi.

Spam \o/

[sonotahunter]

[Abby slips inside and closes the door, giving Irene a little wave, a frown on her face at the mess of lipstick. She hunts through drawers until she finds a handkerchief, licking the corner and coming over to try and clean up Irene's face.]

Spam \o/

[always_thewoman]

[She is so not having that. She shrieks - there's a bit of glee in there - and bolts, leaping over first the ottoman and then the chaise before trying to wedge herself under the bed... and failing, leaving her pinned between her pursuer and the huge wooden structure. Looking up at Bela, she claps both hands over the bottom of her face]

No, don't, it's pretty!

Spam \o/

[sonotahunter]

[Abby rolls her eyes and picks up the lipstick, holding it up, eyebrows raised. She turns to the mirror and applies it carefully, blots, and turns, hands on her hips. She motions Irene over, holding up the lipstick again.]

Spam \o/

[always_thewoman]

[... Oh.

Irene, looking a half-sheepish and half-wary, makes her way over to the older girl at the vanity. She looks up at Bela's mouth, then at her own in the mirror, then at Bela's again. Looking back in the mirror, she lifts a hand to wipe at her smeared mouth]

Spam \o/

[sonotahunter]

[Abby takes over, swiping the lipstick away with the handkerchief. She makes a face--lips all stretched out--and motions for Irene to do the same.]

Spam \o/ - i have an icon for JUST THIS OCCASION

[always_thewoman]

[Irene sputters somewhat when Abby swipes at her, but it's more for show than anything else. When the older girl pulls a face, Irene promptly subsides into amused little snorfling laughs, but covers her mouth after a moment and calms herself down enough to make the same distorted face]

Spam \o/ - HER ICONS ARE SO AMAZING.

[sonotahunter]

[She ducks her head to hide a smile before she nods, trying to maintain a serious face as she applies the make up carefully.

That done, she caps it and shows Irene how to blot her lips.]

Spam \o/ - I just wish i had more use for them.

[always_thewoman]

[Irene does so, a bit clumsily but adequately, then surreptitiously slips her hand into Bela's. She looks up at the older girl, then purses her mouth thoughtfully]

How come so quiet?

Spam \o/ - IRENE WILL PROBABLY GET BELA TO TALK BY VIRTUE OF ADORABLE.

[sonotahunter]

[She shrugs, chewing her lip, and pantomimes writing, then points to the smaller girl.]