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Here is Aurum. Harley is home again.
"I minted you," Elspeth murmurs to him, sending a notice to the Joker that he's got a new alt he could choose to entertain because she's busy and teleporting herself and her ward to their living room in Québec. "And stuck it on."
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Hugs.
"You can talk to Sue, when you're ready. He knows how to move like that controllably and it's possible he could teach you."
"You can talk to Sue, when you're ready. He knows how to move like that controllably and it's possible he could teach you."
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"Yes."
She conjures up a little two-sided fountain for the poof. She doesn't know when it last drank or how often it needs to. She sets it aside. She hugs Harley.
She conjures up a little two-sided fountain for the poof. She doesn't know when it last drank or how often it needs to. She sets it aside. She hugs Harley.
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She doesn't burden him with the effort of deciding what. She produces a sandwich with approximately everything on it, the kind of messy thing he'd make on lazy afternoons when sandwiches were called for, and holds it out for him.
Harley looks at the sandwich.
He reaches for it clumsily.
Nothing about his body is actually broken, but he is unaccustomed to using it to do things; this sandwich is probably going to be more spilled out of than eaten. (His poof wisely rolls out of the way, into the fountain.)
He reaches for it clumsily.
Nothing about his body is actually broken, but he is unaccustomed to using it to do things; this sandwich is probably going to be more spilled out of than eaten. (His poof wisely rolls out of the way, into the fountain.)
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Elspeth patiently deploys triangles where triangles will be useful. When the sandwich has been used as thoroughly as possible she chooses something neater to follow it up with. (Apple slices, devoid of complications such as apple core.)
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And Elsie holds him, and when they are gone, she supplies cookies. (Soft cookies that won't get crumbs everywhere if they are clumsily handled.)
mind_game
[Sue's free to attempt porting lessons,] Jane tells them both, after considerable time has gone by.
It's a room with Sue in, too.
"Hi," says Sue.
Harley doesn't say anything.
Sue links him.
Harley snuggles Elsie, and sends—the sun.
"...Whoa, okay," says Sue, blinking rapidly. "Wow."
"Huh?" says Celo, and Sue links him too.
"Hi," says Sue.
Harley doesn't say anything.
Sue links him.
Harley snuggles Elsie, and sends—the sun.
"...Whoa, okay," says Sue, blinking rapidly. "Wow."
"Huh?" says Celo, and Sue links him too.
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"...Should I know what's going on or am I just here to be a lap?" asks Elsie softly. (She is fine with being a lap. She signed up to be a lap sometimes.)
"...You can if you want," says Sue. "I don't know if you want what he's sending me, though, it kind of hurts."
"Kind of a lot," says Celo. "I mean it's not hurting right now, but - he was in the sun for five years."
Harley nods slowly.
"Kind of a lot," says Celo. "I mean it's not hurting right now, but - he was in the sun for five years."
Harley nods slowly.
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"I'm pretty resilient. If it would be good for me to have it I'll take it, that way or judgesight-wise, whatever."