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[crabbygenius]

I guess now is as good a time as any to stop looking at this like a vacation.

...Ahaha, no it isn't. It's way better than the last time I was a hostage, at any rate.

Hazar, dear girl, come see me sometime soon, okay? ♥

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[weaponxi]

As you wish, mama. Where shall I see you?

[crabbygenius]

Why don't you come to my room? I need your measurements to make you a present. My records tell me a holiday is coming up.

[weaponxi]

As you wish, mama....

...A present for me?

[crabbygenius]

Yep. Just for you. I'll see you soon.

Shall we comment-log or no, BB~?

[weaponxi]

I am coming then.

Sure!

[crabbygenius]

Door's open!

*commentlog!*
[When she hears 11 is on her way, Washu begins preparing. By creating a measuring tape, first. But the end got stuck in the portal, so 11 can enter right about the time Washu got frustrated and tugged it out so hard she fell backwards. She's getting too old for this crap.]

"Owowow. This power limit is really hard to get used to."

[apparently, she has yet to notice 11 there.]

MOTHER AND DAUGHTER COMMENT LOG TIME!

[weaponxi]

*Her eyes were healed enough that she can start making out blurred shapes. When she finally arrives at Washu's room, she blinks at the sight the goddess falling backwards. She goes to move as quickly as she can behind her.*

Power limit?

o/

[crabbygenius]

"Oh. Oh! You're here!"

[She hastily stands, not exactly happy that anyone caught sight of her slipping like that. Oh well, it was her 'daughter'.]

"Yeah, there's a severe limit on how much power I can use here. That's why I'm treating it like a vacation."

She saw that Mama Washu.

[weaponxi]

"Should I have arrived later, Mama? Are you alright?"

She offered a hand towards the blurred figure of Washu.

"The ship has blocked most of my abilities."

She pauses a moment, thinking.

"If you need help pulling things out, I can help."

...No she didn't. >.>;

[crabbygenius]

"I'm okay, don't you worry a bit."

[Washu is rather insistent over this, and really is just fine. Her body is a child's, so she has no issues with bumps and bruises now and then. She pats 11 on the shoulder for emphasis.]

"Anyway. Let me get your measurements. Hold still, okay?"

Mama. :|

[weaponxi]

"... If you say so, Mama."

She was created to protect you from any type of harm. Technically, she was suppose to do that to just Sicks but since Washu is her 'mother', she falls under the protection as well.

"What are you going to make?" This... This 11 was very curious about.

Re: Mama. :|

[crabbygenius]

[Washu spread out the tape and wrapped it around 11's waist first.]

"Something special for you to wear. These proportions are your default, right?"

[Of course, if Washu made anything, it would be guaranteed to change shape with 11, but to start out, it should be 'default'.]

Re: Mama. :|

[weaponxi]

11 remains still as the tape is wrapped around her waist.

"Something special? Yes, this is my default shape and proportions. As they were designed by you."

She continues to remain still, watching, completely curious about what it was that was going to be made for her.

[crabbygenius]

[Hips next, Washu murmured the number to herself and made a mental note.]

"Well, people are meant to dress nicely for holidays, right? I wanted to make you something nice to wear. It's okay to have some outfits like that for special occasions."

[weaponxi]

11 continues to remain still for the measuring.

"That is correct for a lot of cultures." She blinks and tilts her head. "Is it?"

She goes to let out a slow sigh. "Would it be better if I was naked for the measurement?"

[crabbygenius]

"No need! Fabric is thin enough that the difference is all mental math."

[Bust ne--

...Okay, not fair, life. Even in her natural adult form, Washu couldn't beat that. She bit her tongue so she didn't say anything weird about it.]

"Okay, I got it! Let's see..."

[She hopped onto her floating pillow and typed in some information, rapidly.]

"Red probably looks best on you, doesn't it? Matches your eyes."