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[jedi_exile]

Kira's in the bar, at a booth with a glass of water. There are remnants of a plate of toast on the table, long gone. There's a magazine open on the table, full of baby stuff.

The mun is...a bit braindead at the moment. Deal with it :D.

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[_mother_dearest]

Many things change--Lyrae is not one of them. She was sitting nearby in a dark silk dress with a glass of wine and a book.

She nodded politely to Kira.

[jedi_exile]

Indeed many things change. Kira's changed. She's showing, she's having twins, she feels like a house, etc.

Kira catches the nod as she glances up and offers a half wave. "Hey Lyrae."

[_mother_dearest]

Lyrae did not comment on Kira's shape, its rapid increase, or on anything really. Such things happened with time and time she had. Her voice is calm and cold.

"Kira."

[jedi_exile]

Calm and cold. As always.

"So." She stands, moving out of her booth and grabbing her water, leaving the magazine behind. She gestures at the seat across from Lyrae before dropping into it regardless of what the other woman says. "I'm having twins."