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Finnah's just arrived at work to open the store for the morning shift; she has her apron on but hasn't put her hair up yet. She lets in the customer who always takes half an angle to determine that he wants four buttercreams, again, and then nips into the back to tend to her hair and check the overnight progress of the rock candy.
This isn't the back.
But that -
No, he's too tall to be Mial, if this is a Mial prank it's a stupidly elaborate one.
"Okay, I give up," she says, "what the hell?"
thisbrokenworld
"He's right, though, I'll believe it a lot more easily if I can actually watch her body being inoperable from another universe."
thisbrokenworld
"Well, because she's also been dead for two centuries, you see, and Solvei's upset about it."
abeance
"I mean, perhaps it won't help, as we're all boys and you said she, but we do still have arms."
gloriousdawn
"What about them? Their names were Anastasia and Claude Koskin. They were assassinated when I - original me - was sixteen. Big fire, house burned down, all of us died. Mom's the one Ghys had the unholy stalker crush on. They used to date before Mom met Dad."
unmarred
"Dead admiral. Bad reputation. Cordelia Naismith was briefly a war hero for killing him when he captured her during the invasion of Escobar, but I'm not sure whether she actually did it; there was a lot of shit going on around then. Still, the name's close and the tone fits."
abeance
"I'm pretty sure we don't have one of these," says Jann.
"Us either," agrees Aurin, handing Solvei off to Ivan for further hugs.
"Have you got - did you have, I suppose - a Reko?" wonders Jann.
"Us either," agrees Aurin, handing Solvei off to Ivan for further hugs.
"Have you got - did you have, I suppose - a Reko?" wonders Jann.