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[goldenpacifist]

[You're in an open field. The sun is shining brightly, wild flowers are scattered about, and underneath the only true around is a boy with blond hair, ordinary clothes, and he's smiling just as bright at the sun because he's free, finally free, and living in a world without experiments, strange dead cities, or cruelty. If you happen to be in his

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[dormition]

[I think we decided Minato would be his brother? He's smiling slightly.]

I wasn't sure it would really happen. But it's... here. It's beautiful the way it is.

[goldenpacifist]

[We did! Prepare to be loved, Minato.]

It is. Look at this place! We could make the perfect house for Lilith and Seth here.

[dormition]

We should get started soon. What kind of house were you thinking?

[goldenpacifist]

One with a big front room! Oh and an area to plant things. Seth would like that.

[He's going to be useless.]

[waterfell]

[She is not Ami; she is Lilith. Dark skin contrasts with her blue dress. It's an easy transition to make for the girl who was once an immortal being from the moon protecting humans and Earth but who dreamed of peace. It's an easy transition for the doctor.

She smiles indulgently as she comes closer to Cain. Of course this is everything she wanted: to be surrounded by her loved ones, in the midst of the beauty of nature, with no fighting or war.]

It is. We kept faith to the end, and this is our reward.

[goldenpacifist]

We could make the perfect home here for our family. What do you think? This is a good place for Seth to grow up.

[waterfell]

It is. There are excellent schools to nurture her. [Seth is so very brilliant, after all; she needs that gift appreciated and recognized.]

[goldenpacifist]

What about you? What are you plans?

[slayerpreferred]

[Buffy frowns, studying everything all around. Then down at her flowery sundress. She couldn't tell if she liked it or if it was a little pedophile-magnet for her tastes.]

A little creepy, but that's coming from lives-on-the-Hellmouth girl, so take it with a grain of.. you know, salt.

[goldenpacifist]

You know how much I like salt. [Cain chuckles. That's the best joke ever, right?]

It isn't the place exactly. It's the feeling of freedom... [He sighs dreamily.] We could be on an iceberg and it would still be perfect.

[slayerpreferred]

[under her breath:] I think I might prefer an iceberg.

Where were you all... trapped?

[goldenpacifist]

[He hears that thanks to his enhanced clone hearing but, don't expect him to comment on it.]

Oh... well... [Cain rubs the back of his head. He'd been so caught up in the moment he hadn't thought of censoring himself. Should he brush her off...? No, that would be unnecessary. It was over with now.]

Labs, Mars, the city... everywhere we've ever existed. There's never been freedom for us until now.

[willing_sheath]

[Tomoe looks about, that feeling of freedom is indeed flooding everything.]

It is... peaceful...

[She moves closer to him.]

[goldenpacifist]

[Cain moves in closer as well, resting a hand on his shoulder.]

I hope you're happy here.

[willing_sheath]

[She gives a shallow nod. Her own misplacement in this world unable to make itself known.]

[goldenpacifist]

Would you like to pick flowers with me?

basically placeholder, you know

[daha_az_tanrica]

[Of course she's happy. Happy that they have nothing to rule over their lives. She has no duties to draw her away from her family nor crusnik to tear apart her mind. Best of all? There's a little girl with a mess of black hair, her dear daughter, wrapped up in her arms.]

I almost thought I would never live to see such a day. [And she's smiling, nuzzling her child whose grinning from ear to ear and waving at her favorite uncle.]

I know dear~

[goldenpacifist]

[He waves back at her.] It's here now. Why not enjoy it as a family?

Stupid paid time

[daha_az_tanrica]

[And this is the part where the little girl scrambles from mommy's arms and decides to go cling to her uncle. Which also means she's following along and gives him a little nudge.]

As if we could do anything less. Shall we enjoy the scenery?

[goldenpacifist]

[It's okay. He's carrying her around like a good uncle.] Let's go! Mama will lead the way!

[Cue tickling here.]