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*is curled up in a ball in a corner, absolutely broken, and forcing herself not to cry*

*one hand is fiddling with her wedding ring, and she is, for probably the first time ever, dreading seeing her husband*

Typist: Open-ish post: aimed at Mark, but more than welcome to Tibbett or anyone else who would want to pester the broken green girl.

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[thankgoodnesss]

*well, this is something you certainly don't see every day* ....Elphie?

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*looks up and clears her throat, and thatmightbeasnifflebutnotquite* *forces her voice to be calm, but there's a bit of wobbly in there* Hello, Glinda.

[thankgoodnesss]

*wobbly Elphievoice? something is not right.*
Are.... is everything alright?

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*attempts a smile, and kind of fails* Sure. Why wouldn't everything be fine?

[i_document_life]

*comes in, rather cheerfully, although is a little nervous because April and Tibbett are watching the babies... and, well, it's April and Tibbett.*

*sees Elphie and freezes for a moment, then rushes to her, wrapping his arms around her* Fabala, what's wrong?

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.... *bursts into tears the moment she hears his voice*

*and this is an odd combination of clinging tightly and pushing him away*

[i_document_life]

*frowns at the pushing* Fae, what's wrong? Talk to me... *wipes at her tears with the handkerchief he carries around... old habits die hard, y'know?*

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*shakes her head* Nonono... can't.... *shakes her head again*

[spy_the_tiger]

*would like to note that he can totally be trusted with babies (thankyouverymuch, Mark) -- but right now he's worried about Elphie*

...What's wrong, duckie?

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*this is a noise somewhat resembling a soft cry* *flings her arms around him and clings*