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Aug 15, 2007 14:15

He's by the fireplace today on one of those very comfortable armchairs. His feet are crossed up on the coffee table and there's a copy of the Times open over his face. The tool of his trade is resting against the chair back, in easy reach for when he gets up.

It's a very odd position to find a skeleton in, but this is Milliways, after all.

allana djo, d0g, death (pterry), sally stitch, spider nancy

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hapan_heiress August 15 2007, 15:52:30 UTC
[not sure how long i'm truly around, but i had to taaag]

There's a four year old little girl looking at him, her head tilted to the side, a stuffed tauntaun in her arms.

Huh. He's got his feet on the table. That's a no no.

"No feets on table!" She announces, hands going to her hips.

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no_justice August 15 2007, 15:54:54 UTC
[OOC: I am in fact juts heading off for the evening. So slowtime y/n?]

Death lifts a corner of the paper to regard the child.

Who are you?

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hapan_heiress August 15 2007, 16:06:19 UTC
[yyy please. :D]

"Chume'da Allana Djo." She says, slurring a few of the letters. It's a long title for a small girl. "Call me Allana. Who're you?"

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no_justice August 16 2007, 07:22:48 UTC
I am Death says Death, not moving his feet out of the principle of the thing.

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hapan_heiress August 17 2007, 17:51:03 UTC
[ugh no internet, so i'm just tagging up at the library, hopefully be around sooooon. sorry D:]

Allana's eyes widen appropriately. "Oh." She says softly, her fingers tightening around the tauntaun in her arms. Then she tilts her head. "Do you know my grandmama?"

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no_justice August 17 2007, 21:25:49 UTC
Death leans forwards, regarding the toy speculatively.

I know everyone, he assures her.

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hapan_heiress August 17 2007, 21:30:04 UTC
"She was poisoned." Allana says softly. "I never met her. But...it must be cool knowin' everyone."

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no_justice August 17 2007, 21:38:57 UTC
It has its uses, Death admits. I don't get to know people very well, though.

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hapan_heiress August 17 2007, 21:42:30 UTC
"Do you know when peoples will die?" Allana asks interestedly, hugging the tauntaun close.

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no_justice August 17 2007, 21:53:55 UTC
I can find out, Death says. The knowledge is part of me.

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hapan_heiress August 17 2007, 21:57:23 UTC
"My gweat-gwandmother is really mean." She murmurs. It's almost a non-sequitor.

She eyes him for a while, just watching like a small child does. "This is Jacen, my tauntaun."

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no_justice August 18 2007, 07:12:48 UTC
Is it? says Death.

Adn then, because he gets the impression thats' insufficient, he adds, Hello, Jacen.

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hapan_heiress August 18 2007, 15:20:19 UTC
She beams at him. And makes Jacen the tauntaun dance around a bit in the air. "Hello," she says, in a deeper voice.

She looks at the stuffed animal. "He's named after my fwend, who pwotects me and my Mama."

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no_justice August 18 2007, 16:55:06 UTC
I see, Death says conversationally. I understand protection is needed sometimes

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hapan_heiress August 18 2007, 17:00:36 UTC
"Yes," She replies in the same tone. "The bad mens keep twying to assassinminate me and my Mama. We can have no more parties 'cause of them."

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no_justice August 18 2007, 17:14:49 UTC
Ah, Death says. Assassins. They're always so busy.

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