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[solumveritas]

*enter a young woman in her late twenties -- there's nothing about her that particularly stands out in everyday company, and she walks with the natural modesty of someone who knows she isn't anything terribly special* *she's very tall -- only an inch or two short of six feet in her flip-flops -- slim, with dark hair piled on top of her head and a

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[notahades]

*...for lack of a better word, stares -- she'll notice the resemblance to her mother (the picture she has of Carey was taken when she was not much younger than Theia) before she'll notice the resemblance to Lethe, and once both set in her expression will just be utterly stunned*

*so she really can't be blamed when the first words out of her mouth, once she regains the power of speech, are* ...holy fuck.

[solumveritas]

*after a moment -- the brief, standard "why is this person staring at me?" wondering -- the realization that some of this girl's features mirror her own will settle in, and her own expression will turn -- startled, really, the shock's not nearly as deep* ...have -- have we met?

[notahades]

*still staring, yeah* I -- don't think so, no. Holy shit. You -- who the hell are you? *this -- isn't said rudely, just out of profound curiousity*

[solumveritas]

I'm... *and she looks almost embarrassed now* I -- don't know. I never had a last name. I don't know who my birth parents are, my mother put me up for adoption when I was a baby and I never -- *slight shrug* I never have had actual family.

[toacoldmirror]

*Brynne is most certainly not the only one staring here because, really, if Decca is going to recognize any resemblances to anyone it is going to be any resemblances that mark someone as even possibly vaguely related to his own relations -- something of a safety mechanism, really -- and the relations he knows best are most certainly his father and Uncle Lethe*

*how he gets his speech back without spluttering, we really have no idea* ...well...hello.

[solumveritas]

*tilts her head at him slightly -- she'll recognize him from the picture she's seen, but won't mention this, so he just gets a quiet* Hi.

[toacoldmirror]

*ah, this is so weird* *offers a hand* Judecca Hades. Better known as Decca.

[solumveritas]

*takes it, shakes it, and nods* It's nice to meet you. *and a hesitation* ...relation to Lethe Hades?

[angeloffire_]

*-- all right, him being himself, the first resemblance that'll hit will be the one to Brynne, and very shortly after the one to Lethe -- he does, after all, know his own uncle*

*and a bit of ellipsing goes here, followed by a headtilt which is trying to be polite and is more curious* Er, hi. *for once, not going to salute, but instead offer a hand* I'm Xathanael Hades.

[solumveritas]

*takes it, of course, and -- that's immediate interest at the last name, because she's finally hit on who she is and everything relating to it is immensely interesting* Hades? What's your relation to Lethe?

[angeloffire_]

*after shaking her hand, will... look at least vaguely relieved that he doesn't have to explain the significance here* I'm his nephew. My father's his older brother. Phlegethon. *slightly sheepish little smile*

[solumveritas]

* -- smiles, then, somewhat brightly* We're cousins, then. I think.

[therainbowsheep]

*he does have the kittens accompanying him, yes* ...*headtilts* Well. That's ... really almost terrifying. Hi.

[solumveritas]

*perks up slightly at the kittens because -- aww, icklefuzzythings* *and she'll study his hair instead of meeting his eyes as she replies, yes* Hello. What is?

[therainbowsheep]

I'm trying to decide which is more terrifying actually -- the amount you look like Lethe or the amount you look like Brynne.

[solumveritas]

Both seem to be fairly well-known. *tilts her head slightly* And -- if the latter's right, which she probably is, they're -- my father and half-sister, respectively.