*The recorder clicks on, as if by accident. You can hear it jangling around with the gear in Nyx's coat. That familiar tip-tap-clunk sound appears off and on, as she scoots around the room.*
Keren cleaned up last night, I guess.. I hope I didn't do any irreparable damage...
Nyx-Warda... Nyx-Warda? Are you awake down there?
I'm in the library, Lawrence!
*You can hear his footsteps descend the stairs, until he stops on the ground floor. He walks around slowly, surveying the damage. The bottom of a chair creaks as he tips it back*
What did you do to the chair?
I don't know.. I can hardly remember these things anymore... I've been trying to control these attacks, but I don't know if I'm getting better or worse. Every little thing triggers a flashback. I did try to get outside, but Keren thought I was going to run off or something.
Thank the force he was there, at least, to keep you from doing any worse. It always seems to be that either him, myself, or Stlian is always pulling you out of the fire these days.. Speaking of which, are you expecting him to come back soon?
I haven't seen him scince we fought those clone-doll things back on Coruscaunt.. I don't expect he'll be gone long, though. Never is. Besides, I'd be able to sense it if something were wrong. Should probably go upstairs and start Tea by now. The kids will be expecting.it.
*The pair of them climb a few sets of stairs, and soon, the twins' quick running footsteps can be heard all around.*
Hey daaad? Ashla says that I'm not a Corellian! Tell 'er she's wrong!!
But Daddi, he's not a Co'ellian! He wasn't bo'n he'e!
Well we live here now so that makes us Corellian!
She's right, you weren't born here. You can still be a Corellian if you want, though.
*The sound of dishes klinkng on the table can be heard, and the two sets of little feet run toward it. The recorder is muffled, as if it's been sat on, and then shuts off.*
*END*
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Keren cleaned up last night, I guess.. I hope I didn't do any irreparable damage...
Nyx-Warda... Nyx-Warda? Are you awake down there?
I'm in the library, Lawrence!
*You can hear his footsteps descend the stairs, until he stops on the ground floor. He walks around slowly, surveying the damage. The bottom of a chair creaks as he tips it back*
What did you do to the chair?
I don't know.. I can hardly remember these things anymore... I've been trying to control these attacks, but I don't know if I'm getting better or worse. Every little thing triggers a flashback. I did try to get outside, but Keren thought I was going to run off or something.
Thank the force he was there, at least, to keep you from doing any worse. It always seems to be that either him, myself, or Stlian is always pulling you out of the fire these days.. Speaking of which, are you expecting him to come back soon?
I haven't seen him scince we fought those clone-doll things back on Coruscaunt.. I don't expect he'll be gone long, though. Never is. Besides, I'd be able to sense it if something were wrong. Should probably go upstairs and start Tea by now. The kids will be expecting.it.
*The pair of them climb a few sets of stairs, and soon, the twins' quick running footsteps can be heard all around.*
Hey daaad? Ashla says that I'm not a Corellian! Tell 'er she's wrong!!
But Daddi, he's not a Co'ellian! He wasn't bo'n he'e!
Well we live here now so that makes us Corellian!
She's right, you weren't born here. You can still be a Corellian if you want, though.
*The sound of dishes klinkng on the table can be heard, and the two sets of little feet run toward it. The recorder is muffled, as if it's been sat on, and then shuts off.*
*END*
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