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snowblindrpg2018-04-21 11:38 am
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[network] @igjwerkekhgjghkl; video, morning of 352 [open]
[It's been over a week since Lilly bolted from Kesara, during which time she's stayed entirely off of the network. But she's had a chance to calm down, and so this morning, she's decided she wants to make something very clear.
The tablet is lying flat and facing up, giving everyone a very nice view of the ceiling and no view at all of Lilly. This seems to be more by chance than by purposeful choice, though - she's clearly close by, judging by her voice, and every so often she'll lean into view and give everyone a brief shot of her arm or hair. She, like so many other people, is covered in a mysterious pattern of red lines.
Before starting, she takes a deep breath. This is going to involve more talking than she usually likes to do, but she really wants to get her point across.]
Stay away. Don'wanna go wif you. Don'wanna go wif-- anybody. Stay away.
[What a friendly child she is.]
Don'touch don'grab don'take DON'T. Don'like it. I don't. Like. It. Too many too loud too hard hate it.
[She finishes with an irritable snarl, then bats the tablet away, sending it spinning dizzyingly across the floor. Its films the ceiling and distant sounds of scrabbling for a few minutes before cutting out on its own.]
The tablet is lying flat and facing up, giving everyone a very nice view of the ceiling and no view at all of Lilly. This seems to be more by chance than by purposeful choice, though - she's clearly close by, judging by her voice, and every so often she'll lean into view and give everyone a brief shot of her arm or hair. She, like so many other people, is covered in a mysterious pattern of red lines.
Before starting, she takes a deep breath. This is going to involve more talking than she usually likes to do, but she really wants to get her point across.]
Stay away. Don'wanna go wif you. Don'wanna go wif-- anybody. Stay away.
[What a friendly child she is.]
Don'touch don'grab don'take DON'T. Don'like it. I don't. Like. It. Too many too loud too hard hate it.
[She finishes with an irritable snarl, then bats the tablet away, sending it spinning dizzyingly across the floor. Its films the ceiling and distant sounds of scrabbling for a few minutes before cutting out on its own.]
@curiouschloride | video
[Totally caught herself, did not swear at small child, someone please note this for the record.]
@igjwerkekhgjghkl; video; gahhhh sorry this is so late
Coatl.
[Look, she remembers; why haven't you been remembering? What's your deal?]
no worries!
That's not a thing.
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[Like...the one she'd run away from in the hospital....]
Like...not real.
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[She shakes her head firmly.]
Issssaw it.
[Hissing like a snake is actually purely coincidental there; she just struggles with the s + vowel combination sometimes.]
S'yours.
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[This muttered uneasily to herself as Tess wraps her arms tight around her body.]
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[She says smugly. Someone agrees with her! Success!]
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[And that should be a relief, right? Giant, flying snake. But if it was hers...somehow....]
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[Now it can't bite her. You're safe, Tess.]
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[Truly she is a friend to all the animals.]
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[Never mind that it had been cool-looking and she'd liked waving at it over video that one time. She has a capricious nature and right now, she's thinking about snakebites. She taps her forearm with a finger.]
Hurt, bleed whisstuff.
[tl;dr she had a snakebite that oozed white puss once, and it was not fun.]
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[She goes quiet for a moment.]
Mama helped.
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Yeah? I bet she helped you with all kinds of things.
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[She pauses like she's going to stop there - and then, amazingly, she elaborates. Blame her ever-increasing mania.]
Food'n games'n staying safe'n... an' sleeping, an' being happy.
[But not talking or toilet training or social interaction. Hashtag oops.]
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[She confirms.]
In da cabin.
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[Whose name she, strangely, can pronounce perfectly fine.]
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