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Who: Eleanor, Cindy and Jack
What: Jack and Eleanor threw their credits together to get a nicer place to live. Eleanor set up a room for Cindy and now it's just a matter of getting her there.
Where: Zone 10
When: Saturday Afternoon.
Once Jack and Eleanor had pooled their credits and gotten a nice place away from...well...everyone, Eleanor had set about making a room in the apartment where she hoped Cindy would feel comfortable. Safe. Less likely to kidnap gray children. She'd spent the better part of a day on it, really, dragging out the bed frame and replacing it with a giant mattress on the floor, filling the room with toys and lights she'd found or bought on the station, little shining games, dolls, anything she thought Cindy would appreciate. She'd almost put a music box in there, but hid it for later.
And then she'd gone back to the amusement park, to Cindy's carousel, and basically pulled a large chunk of the ceiling off of it. She'd dragged that back to the apartment and systematically gone about taking everything off the ceiling and putting them on the ceiling of Cindy's room. Paint, lights, everything. It wasn't quite as cheerful as the carousel itself, but it was close. It would have to do.
And then she'd gotten into her Big Sister suit, minus her helmet, retrieved the doll she had gotten from Shadow, and called Cindy. It was a short conversation, and she hoped she'd seemed calm enough. She'd shown her the doll, told her that she could come and get it whenever she liked, and that she'd be waiting here. At home. That seemed an important word.
And now she was sitting outside of the apartment, doing just that.
What: Jack and Eleanor threw their credits together to get a nicer place to live. Eleanor set up a room for Cindy and now it's just a matter of getting her there.
Where: Zone 10
When: Saturday Afternoon.
Once Jack and Eleanor had pooled their credits and gotten a nice place away from...well...everyone, Eleanor had set about making a room in the apartment where she hoped Cindy would feel comfortable. Safe. Less likely to kidnap gray children. She'd spent the better part of a day on it, really, dragging out the bed frame and replacing it with a giant mattress on the floor, filling the room with toys and lights she'd found or bought on the station, little shining games, dolls, anything she thought Cindy would appreciate. She'd almost put a music box in there, but hid it for later.
And then she'd gone back to the amusement park, to Cindy's carousel, and basically pulled a large chunk of the ceiling off of it. She'd dragged that back to the apartment and systematically gone about taking everything off the ceiling and putting them on the ceiling of Cindy's room. Paint, lights, everything. It wasn't quite as cheerful as the carousel itself, but it was close. It would have to do.
And then she'd gotten into her Big Sister suit, minus her helmet, retrieved the doll she had gotten from Shadow, and called Cindy. It was a short conversation, and she hoped she'd seemed calm enough. She'd shown her the doll, told her that she could come and get it whenever she liked, and that she'd be waiting here. At home. That seemed an important word.
And now she was sitting outside of the apartment, doing just that.