7 - (75% droning) Failed attempts at living simple lives, simple lives

[poisonivyforyou]

Action - 508 Ricardo Street

[There was... nothing weird today, nothing to be alarmed about. At least not as far as Pamela Laufeyjarson was concerned. She'd woken up to cook some kind of breakfast for her kids, like she did every day.

She'd cleaned around the house while they were still asleep. Like every day.
She had woken them up, then walked over

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action - various

[xuffasch]

( When Damian passes the flower shop, he'll stop and stare at her for the longest time, like he's trying very hard to figure something out. )

Wait a minute--.

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[poisonivyforyou]

[Pam just... waves at him with a raised eyebrow, wondering if something is wrong.]

Did you need anything from me, Damian, sweetheart?

[xuffasch]

Sweetheart? You're going to regret that--

( and then he cuts himself off. what is he doing? she's always acts like that, since they've known each other as long as he's been alive.

wait. is that right? )

N-no. I don't need anything.

[poisonivyforyou]

[She raises an eyebrow at his reaction... the motions for him to come closer]

Are you sure? Is everything alright? You know I do not like it when you lie to me, little-

[Wayne]

-Damian.

[xuffasch]

( The entire time he's just staring at her, like she's an incredibly difficult puzzle he can't figure out. )

I need to go, woma--Mrs. Laufeyjarson.

[poisonivyforyou]

You can call me Pam.

[That name makes her feel... uneasy all of a sudden. Like it didn't belong in there.]

I am not going to keep you here, but you can come to me if something is bugging you, sweetheart.

[xuffasch]

( Again with the sweetheart. Why does that seem so...wrong... )

Everything is bugging me, today.

[poisonivyforyou]

Aw. [At that, she smiles.] Having a bad day, then?

[xuffasch]

No worse than usual, in this place.

( wait, why did he hate the town, again? )

[poisonivyforyou]

[Well, didn't all kids hate the place they were born in? Didn't they want to go... somewhere bigger? Pam guesses that's... normal...]

Oh, it can't be that bad. I'm sure you'll find something to do.

[xuffasch]

...right. Fireworks or something equally...mundane.

[poisonivyforyou]

...Well? What kind of not-mundane activity wold you rather do?

[xuffasch]

I don't know. I can't remember.

[poisonivyforyou]

...You, too? What's with everybody and their 'memories' today?

[She huffs]

What do you remember?

[xuffasch]

Half the time, I remember this place.

And then, sometimes, it's...Gotham.

[poisonivyforyou]

...I lost the count of how many times have I heard that name today.

Are you here to tell me I was a mindless killer, too?