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Date: 2017-01-10 08:23 am (UTC)
yedinyy: (It never really happened for us)
From: [personal profile] yedinyy
Like that, yes. During the breach I was able to restructure things much bigger than I'm able to now, but it's still-

It's strange. [She doesn't know if she likes it. She's so used to depending on herself, her wits, her body. This feels like cheating.]

Date: 2017-01-10 08:27 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] yedinyy
Sometimes, yeah. I guess I need to learn how to control it, huh?

Date: 2017-01-10 08:40 am (UTC)
yedinyy: (The man in the van)
From: [personal profile] yedinyy
The Admiral can be fickle. He'll take it away as soon as he gave it to us.

Date: 2017-01-10 09:01 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] yedinyy
[Adorable. Her smile is audible when she replies.]

He turned you into a fox? How did that happen?

Date: 2017-01-10 09:06 am (UTC)
yedinyy: (1)
From: [personal profile] yedinyy
You--

Would you like to tell me about it in person? I don't like talking on the phone like this for anything important. [And it sounds important.]

Date: 2017-01-10 09:54 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] yedinyy
Could you come help set up in the kitchen with me while we talk? I could use the help.

[If Elizabeth were a warden, 90% of her strategy would be 'put them to work.']

Date: 2017-01-10 07:39 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] yedinyy

[She opens the door for him, smiling, and she puts a friendly hand on his shoulder, pulling him in.]

You made it. Hi.

Date: 2017-01-10 08:00 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] yedinyy

"Hang your hat on there," she tells him, indicating the peg the aprons are hanging from.

"Tie one of those on, and we'll get to peeling potatoes."

Date: 2017-01-10 10:03 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] yedinyy
She sits them both down on some stools and puts a large pot in front of both of them, and then just hands him a knife and a bag of potatoes.

"So," she says, then smiles at him. "A fox."

Date: 2017-01-11 12:08 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] yedinyy
She sees that, and she peels just the same way. No waste- and the peels go into a neat pile, to be boiled later.

"How did he do it?"

Date: 2017-01-11 12:52 pm (UTC)
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"You just-- turned into an animal?" She leans forward, drops a potato into the water. "So what was it like?"

Date: 2017-01-11 08:28 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] yedinyy
"I'm so glad he got to show you that," she says, very sincerely, and reaches out to wrap her damp hand around his wrist.

"You should see those things. Things that make you remember how wonderful they were."

Date: 2017-01-11 08:55 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] yedinyy

"He sounds like he needed that," she agrees. "Will you do it again?"

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