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[notimmaculate]

*is a nine-year-old little girl now, all straight, platinum-ish hair and neat, pretty dress. The picture of innocence, except for the knife she's playing with*

*looks up* So, who else is my kid? I've got six kids when I'm older, and I've only met three of them, and a little boy who's going to be my husband.

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[also_ah]

. . . . . . *ellipsinating, hi!*

[notimmaculate]

*stares at her* Who're you?

[also_ah]

Aornis. Hades.

. . . I haven't seen a little girl carrying a knife like that since looking in the mirror on my eighth birthday. So I have to ask. Is your name Mary?

[notimmaculate]

I'm Mary Niska. Oh! That boy's name was Hades, too. You must be my daughter.

[also_ah]

*this would be a looong stare and then a blink*

And here I was thinking it was strange when Cocytus was little.

[notimmaculate]

*eyes her critically* You kind of look like me, just a whole lot older. *tilts head* Who's Cocytus?

[also_ah]

. . . Yes, the resemblance has been noted before. He's my brother. One of them, anyway.

[notimmaculate]

Can you tell me about him?

[also_ah]

Well, he's-- Cocytus. . . . All of my school friends were in love with him, if that means anything.

[notimmaculate]

*can't quite decide how she's meant to take that, so settles on nodding thoughtfully* What about you?

[also_ah]

I'm a mnemonomorph. Do you know what that is yet?

[notimmaculate]

*thinks about it for a while* ... You.. change something ... *regretful shrug* I guess I don't really know.

[also_ah]

Memories. I change memories. It's rather useful.

[notimmaculate]

*brightly* Oh, that sounds like fun! *sudden blink* What'm I like when I'm older?

[also_ah]

Formidable. Anyone idiot enough to cross you deserves what they get.