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river_meimeiSimon's upset.
River -- if she is -- isn't in the same way. It's hard to tell.
What she is is sitting on the floor near the fireplace, between couch and end table. She has a gold bracelet, spangled with bells, lying on the table in front of her. Every so often she touches it, and a soft lilting melody chimes out.
River -- if she is -- isn't in the same way. It's hard to tell.
What she is is sitting on the floor near the fireplace, between couch and end table. She has a gold bracelet, spangled with bells, lying on the table in front of her. Every so often she touches it, and a soft lilting melody chimes out.
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Date: 2008-02-12 06:16 am (UTC)But he stops when he sees the woman, and sets his bricks down. (She looks--sad.
He doesn't like it.)
"Hi."
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Date: 2008-02-12 06:21 am (UTC)River glances up; her finger shifts, and stills, and the tiny golden bell it brushed rings a soft tune.
After a moment she smiles, a little.
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Date: 2008-02-12 06:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-12 06:28 am (UTC)Beat.
Another quick smile, a fraction brighter, and, "Sometimes."
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Date: 2008-02-12 06:32 am (UTC)He settles down on the floor and pushes some of them towards her, the epitome of generosity. "You can help. If'n you want to."
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Date: 2008-02-12 06:37 am (UTC)"Got no volition."
Then her smile sparks, quick and bright, and she reaches out towards a block, feeling the air around it without quite touching.
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Date: 2008-02-12 06:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-12 06:42 am (UTC)Beat.
She glances up at Mitt. "It's just an object."
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Date: 2008-02-12 06:45 am (UTC)"It's a block."
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Date: 2008-02-12 07:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-12 07:07 am (UTC)"Who're you?" He asks, working on the house. "I'm Mitt."
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Date: 2008-02-12 07:13 am (UTC)Beat.
"I'm River."
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Date: 2008-02-12 07:15 am (UTC)There's a river through the Flate and it goes to the sea! That's what Holand's by."
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Date: 2008-02-12 07:23 am (UTC)Possibly ambiguously, but she sounds amiable about it.
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Date: 2008-02-12 07:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-12 07:30 am (UTC)River cocks her head at the block, and considers that question for rather longer than one normally might.
"It's a mystery," she concludes, sounding as if she's including herself in the people who have yet to solve it, and picks up a second block.
She doesn't do anything but hold it, and turn it in her fingers with exploratory slowness.
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Date: 2008-02-12 07:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-12 07:35 am (UTC)This appears to make perfect sense to her.
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Date: 2008-02-12 07:37 am (UTC)"Have you been here for lots and ever?"
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Date: 2008-02-12 07:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-12 07:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-12 07:44 am (UTC)River is sage.
Or, you know. Smug and impish.
(She prefers rafters, on the whole, but.)
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Date: 2008-02-12 07:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-12 07:54 am (UTC)River, with elaborate care, places one block on top of another. To watch the process, one might think that this was a balancing act of extraordinary delicacy.
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Date: 2008-02-12 08:00 am (UTC)Mitt is, for your information, quite small for his age.
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Date: 2008-02-12 08:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-12 08:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-12 08:06 am (UTC)There's a pause, while River bends over to rest her cheek against the floor and examine her two-block tower that way.
"Means it's a guarantee," she adds, without lifting her head.
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Date: 2008-02-12 08:09 am (UTC)He's tilting his head to keep at least in the same direction she is.
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Date: 2008-02-12 08:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-12 08:17 am (UTC)He doesn't understand, but it seems a useful tactic.
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Date: 2008-02-12 08:20 am (UTC)