022 | memories of my mother

Jan 12, 2009 12:21

My mother could not deal with with who-- what she was. She was seventeen, in love and pregnant with me when she inherited the Archive. She despised me for having a lifetime of freedom ahead of me.

She killed herself shortly after my birth.

curse day, affected, not happy now, disfunctional family history

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notexactlyhuman January 12 2009, 17:25:57 UTC
Midget. We're going to the zoo.

[ooc: How Kincaid comforts... XD]

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notexactlyhuman January 14 2009, 20:36:55 UTC
[He leads the way over to the closest place selling hot chocolate. He makes sure it is warm but not too hot and that it is in a cup that won't spill easily.]

Here.

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archivy January 16 2009, 10:31:51 UTC
Thank you.

[Takes off the mittens and wraps both hands around the hot chocolate, bringing it to her face and closing her eyes for a second.]

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notexactlyhuman January 16 2009, 17:43:02 UTC
[Just watches here while managing to watch the entire world at the same time.]

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archivy January 17 2009, 20:50:31 UTC
[Kincaid, you so skilled! As they come closer to the zoo she finishes her hot chocolate and returns more and more to her usual self, calm and self-contained. Though. Is that an excited little spring in her step?]

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notexactlyhuman January 17 2009, 20:55:18 UTC
[Someone tall and blonde is more than a little proud for thinking of this idea. This is more like the charge he knows so well.]

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archivy January 17 2009, 21:03:06 UTC
[Three guesses who that tall and blond person is. Almost there yet and it's getting crowded. Ivy knows she shouldn't, but...

There might be a small hand slipping into his big one. Maybe. Just maybe.]

(ooc; Oh, and the BF demands I spend time with him now, so off I go ^^;)

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notexactlyhuman January 17 2009, 21:14:11 UTC
[Without a word, Kincaid takes that hand. It'll be easier to keep track of her that way.]

[ooc: Have fun~]

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