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She's got an office, but she's never really liked using it and not just because she has to share it with Guy. When she's doing her Headmistress routine (between them, Guy and Ianto have trained her out of using the word 'Principal'), she can't stand being locked away from everyone. It's a little bit better now that she brings Cadi with her, but it's still not particularly any funny. Better to bring marking and lesson planning and admin out of the school altogether, in a bag over her shoulder with Cadi slung against her chest. Sometimes, she takes over a whole table in the kitchen or the rec-room but, today, the weather's looking fine.
On a blanket outside the compound, Charlie's surrounded by papers and sketches, with Cadi kicking her legs in a diaper and a t-shirt under a shade that Ianto made for her. She's got an earbud in one ear and she's wearing the reading glasses that the box gave her that she's finally conceeded to needing.
It's much nicer than her office.
She's grading a sheaf of still-life sketches when a gust of breeze scatters a piile of papers across the grass. And, of course, ever as awkward as her father, Cadi chooses that moment to burst into tears, kicking her little fat legs furiously.
"Oh, shoot," says Charlie, pushing to her feet and chasing after the nearest of the pages. The last thing she wants it to actually lose anything.
Cadi manages to get louder.
ooc: find her outside the compound in the grass. ST/LT welcome and a little help greatly appreciated.
On a blanket outside the compound, Charlie's surrounded by papers and sketches, with Cadi kicking her legs in a diaper and a t-shirt under a shade that Ianto made for her. She's got an earbud in one ear and she's wearing the reading glasses that the box gave her that she's finally conceeded to needing.
It's much nicer than her office.
She's grading a sheaf of still-life sketches when a gust of breeze scatters a piile of papers across the grass. And, of course, ever as awkward as her father, Cadi chooses that moment to burst into tears, kicking her little fat legs furiously.
"Oh, shoot," says Charlie, pushing to her feet and chasing after the nearest of the pages. The last thing she wants it to actually lose anything.
Cadi manages to get louder.
ooc: find her outside the compound in the grass. ST/LT welcome and a little help greatly appreciated.