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Priestly was sleeping in, today, thank you very much. Unless his housemate woke him up to demand breakfast, he wasn't planning on being up until well into the afternoon. He'd woken up long enough to note that he wasn't feeling crazy horny for the first time in a week and decided that that deserved a nice, long morning off from doing anything remotely adult-like or responsible.
The plan was doomed, but he didn't know that yet. The couch was comfortable, Dean was running the diner, Momoko was . . . doing whatever she was doing this morning, and all was right with the world.
[ooc: for a particular child, but also open for other visitors, including and especially the one who arrived last night, should she care to ping.]
The plan was doomed, but he didn't know that yet. The couch was comfortable, Dean was running the diner, Momoko was . . . doing whatever she was doing this morning, and all was right with the world.
[ooc: for a particular child, but also open for other visitors, including and especially the one who arrived last night, should she care to ping.]
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7/4/13 01:42 (UTC)"Boaz!" Momoko's voice was stern. "/Don't be rude./"
"/Sorry mom./" Boaz sighed heavily and tugged on her hair. "Mom says she found me after a portal brought me to Fandom Island when I was really little. She said she adopted me because I didn't go back and I called her mama. She named me after her friend, because they were going to get married but they couldn't and he died before she found me. Mom doesn't talk about him because it makes her sad just like Fandom Island."
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7/4/13 01:45 (UTC)"She ever say why it made her sad?"
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7/4/13 01:49 (UTC)"Momomama and Mommy got me in a box'a wontons from Wang's Happy Wok." A very solemn nod. "We should order s'more!"
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7/4/13 02:01 (UTC)Well, she didn't before a bunch of cousins showed up, anyway.
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7/4/13 02:06 (UTC)Careful there, kid, please don't fall off the chair in your punching of bad-guys enthusiasm.
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7/4/13 02:17 (UTC)"Sounds like a plan, man. I've only got one mom, but I've got a whoooole bunch of aunts and uncles. We run a sandwich shop."
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7/4/13 02:26 (UTC)"Nummy! Do you make sanwiches with ... strawberries?" Lasumi beamed at her. "Do you make 'em wiiiith mustard? An' hot sauce?"
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7/4/13 02:45 (UTC)That was the policy at Beach City, anyway.
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7/4/13 02:01 (UTC)Boaz shrugged. "Cause lots of bad things happened when she was here? And because he died. Once we came to Fandom Island to put flowers on his grave, only it's not a real grave cause she said she didn't have time to make him one, and she cried as soon as we got here! Miss Dinah cried lots too. I had to give her extra hugs."
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7/4/13 02:15 (UTC)Then he groped behind him for a chair and sat down and stared some more.
Jane hadn't been paying much attention to the conversation, but looked up at that. "Dad? You okay?"
"Uh huh," he said.
Well. Shit.
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7/4/13 02:19 (UTC)orbseyes were suddenly closer and looking up at him. "Are you okay? I'm sorry! Did you know him too?"(no subject)
7/4/13 02:48 (UTC)"He's okay, Boaz. He's just..." How do you tell a six year old this? "Yes, he knew him. Very well."
Boaz's eyes were still glued to Priestly's. Funny, Momoko thought, how they were the same colour. "I'm sorry! I didn't know!"
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7/4/13 02:55 (UTC)And possibly some booze. At . . . whatever o'clock it was in the morning. Dean might be a bad influence on him.
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