~Twenty Five~

[demented_mama]

[Action: forward dated to early morning of the 8th]

[Early in the morning, maybe it's three or four. Housemates might hear a noise or two of someone bundling up downstairs before leaving to take a walk into town

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[vulcanblazer]

[Someone heard you downstairs moving around, Mom. Unfortunately, he was too slow to catch her on the way out of the house. When he sees Mom slip out of the house quietly, he throws on his heavy coat and shoes, and follows the prints in the freshly fallen snow.

Eventually, he'll make his way out to the fountain and see her just... sitting there. He hesitates from some distance for a moment. What was she doing? Adell makes no effort to hide, but the hour might make it hard to see just who's on the edge of the plaza.]

[demented_mama]

[She's unaware she's being watched and doesn't appear to be on the look out for anyone in the first place. It's early, far earlier than when she normally gets up but when she'd woken up she'd known she wouldn't be getting back to sleep.

Today is the 8th, the 8th of February and how messed up is it she has an anniversary date for her abduction but can't remember her own for her marriage?

Adell had found her at the fountain after their inane conversation in the journals (b grade sci-fi references and all) and much like anything, she can remember it clearly. She can remember the entire year she spent here clearly (save for the effects of some experiments) and that means it's been one/sixteenth of her life she's knowingly spent away from Veldime.

That's a lot of time and she doesn't know how she feels about it.]

[vulcanblazer]

[Adell slowly draws closer to her when she looks lost in thought.]

...Mom? What are you doing out here?

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[demented_mama]

You really are just like a watch dog, aren't you.

[Yet the bite in her snark isn't all that strong.]

[vulcanblazer]

[Adell snorts a laugh as he walks up to her.]

Depends on the night. There are some nights I'm closer to just another piece of furniture in the house.

[demented_mama]

You are the replacement part when the support beam to the house goes.

[Her tail is curled up, resting in her lap and her fingers tease the fluffy tip.

Too many memories are rolling through her, of home and here, frightening in the fact they're starting to merge with one another. Home is a concept she thought she'd realized for good but now...

Now what?]

[vulcanblazer]

[He brushes off the snow on the fountain next to her and sits down. He's sitting here whether you like it or not, Mom.]

That'd probably get uncomfortable after a couple of hours.

[demented_mama]

Would you rather your mother end up imitating the wicked witch of the west?

You know I don't have the socks for it.

[Wry, she looks at him from the corner of her eye.

...home. Familial cliches come to mind, where your family is your home is. To some extent, the cheesy sentiment is true. Having Adell here has made things easier (familiarity) and so much harder at the same time.

She's gotten attached, to the memories of him, with her here. Much like any memory she makes, she'll never give it back. She misses her other children, her husband. Living in his skin that week hadn't helped any. She can feel it, deep and heavy, an ache that won't leave her heart.

But she doesn't know how to express it.]

[vulcanblazer]

Could always get the girl at the clothing store to make you some. I'm sure it's not the oddest request she's ever gotten.

[He suspects there's more going on in her mind than she's saying. She wouldn't be out here otherwise. But for now he's not gonna press. Just talk.]

[demented_mama]

Ohoh, so you want me to get crushed by a house?

And right to my face, you really are a demon.

[She doesn't know how to say i miss them and even though i want to go home is the truth, i don't want to be here isn't, not completely, not really.

The problem is Luceti has given her a new way to live, with new responsibilities and ways to spend her time. There isn't any urgency, no countdown to find a bastard demon with too much time on his hands.

Luceti has meant no 'Zenon,' and that's really what a large part of it is about.

There's no reversal for her curse in Luceti, no lifeline, no security. Even if she never managed to find him back in Veldime, there was always the possibility, the hope. She doesn't have that here, she has nothing but herself to depend on to get better, to be.

For all her pride and spite and shamelessness it's frightening, both in thought and practice.]

[vulcanblazer]

Who said I'd let you get crushed? Maybe you'd just look good in those ridiculous socks.

[He has a hard time keeping a straight face through that last comment.]

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