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[three_smiles]

*Michael is sitting in his room, probably the one given to him by Hestia, and making shoes. He's cutting out the leather patterns, but in a little while he'll be stitching. As a human and not an Angel, it's all he knows how to do

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[russet_goddess]

*roughly* What're you doing? *logic or legit reason being there? who needs one of those?*

[three_smiles]

*softly* Working.

[russet_goddess]

*...can't argue with that--and maybe she feels a little bit of bad-tempered kinship, being a girl who's used to working for her living; dresses, not shoes, but still something one's got to stitch and sew and make* Who for?

[three_smiles]

Hestia. She has given me a shelter, and I shall repay her.

[onlyachild]

*And here's Alice, who's just a little blonde girl and so can usually go where she pleases. If the door's open, she'll stand in the doorway-- she's polite, but curious, bright, but knows what is too terribly improper, and one high on the list is walking into someone else's room when you haven't been invited or introduced.*

*softly, while standing on her tiptoes to see what he's doing* Hello, Mister.

[three_smiles]

*Michael looks up, and he doesn't smile (Michael never smiles), but his look is welcoming* Hello.

[onlyachild]

*does smile, for she always smiles* What are you making?

[three_smiles]

I am making shoes. Should I make soft shoes for you?

[flower_crown]

*For one reason or another, Sandalphon waits in the doorway of Michael's room; he silently watches Michael work, not wishing to disturb him. He waits for acknowledgement -- and if he receives none, he shall take his leave and exit as quietly as he entered.*

[three_smiles]

*after a moment, Michael looks up and pauses* Hello.

[flower_crown]

*he is silent for another beat* I apologize - I do not mean to interrupt your work.

[three_smiles]

You have not. *is--friendly? Even if he phails at smiling?* Will you sit?