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Dec 03, 2021 2:23 PM
the daughters of gleam and elathea have some growing pains
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Sending her twin to the Moon had been a perfect idea.

Layla doesn't like it when her perfect ideas go wrong. It makes her sulky, though she doesn't like sulking because sulking is something little kids do, and Layla's ten and therefore reasonably displeased.

Their parents close the door. The only light in the room's a thin silver of moonlight that makes it past their curtains, now, and Layla's supposed to be going back to sleep (though technically mama said 'at some point,' not 'right now,' so).

Which means sitting up and scootching over to the pillar at the head of the bed, and then pulling herself up until she's able to see over Samira's rail, is perfectly within bounds.

"What happened?" she whispers, shifting to the side a bit so she's more on the tiger perch. It's easier to stand on.

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Samira sits up, hugging one of her pillows.

"It started out okay. But then I got to the city, and I was trying to sneak around, and I almost got caught by some people who would've eaten me and I was scared and hiding and. Um."

"I guess I was trying pretty hard because I- exalted? And then Lady Luna was there and she brought me home."

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"Oh."

"'m sorry you almost got eaten."

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"Didn't, though. So it's okay."

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"Yeah."

"Did exalting feel weird?" She's staring at Samira's caste mark, a little, and at the swirl of Essence around her.

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"Yeah. A bit like... taking a deep breath after being underwater for almost too long."

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"Huh." She pokes Samira's caste mark.

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She pokes Samira in the forehead.

"Hey."

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"You've got a thing, here." She waves her hand through it.

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"Get a mirror, I wanna see."

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She hops down off the perch and scampers into their bathroom, coming back with a hand mirror and a lamp she's turned to the lowest glow it'll do. She has to go the long way through the jungle gym to get to the top bunk with her hands full, but then it's easier to drop into the bed next to Samira and pass her the mirror while Layla holds the lamp between them.

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"Huh."

"Mom's glows. Wonder why mine doesn't..." She frowns in concentration for a moment, and the mark brightens to cast more light than the lamp. "Ah! Um..." She wrinkles her brow and a moment later the circular sign vanishes entirely.

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Giggle (and blink to get her night vision back). "Probably 'cause you're sneaky. Mom's super not sneaky."

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"Yeah." Giggle. "She's shiny."

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"Bet my mark's gonna be the shiniest."

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"You are very shiny."

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Lean. "I'm bold."

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"Forthright."

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"I know what I want."

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"And you're willing to go after it."

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"Yeah."

"Don't like that it got you in trouble this time, though."

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"...Sometimes that happens."

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"Yeah. Doesn't mean I can't try to avoid it."

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"I don't blame you. For what happened."

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She throws an arm around Samira's shoulder. "You're a good sister. But we're a team, and if my ideas are bad, they need to get less bad, so the team's better."

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Lean. "Yeah. We'll be the best team."

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