Isabella Marie Swan ✴ "Stella" (
self_composed) wrote2012-09-23 11:04 am
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i believe i can fly
Alice eventually goes home for the evening.
Bella goes up and sits in her room.
She has five hexes.
Five.
That's rather a lot of hexes.
She gets out her notebook, with the lists, and she makes some wishes.
And then she goes to bed, grinning.
In the morning it will be time to make plans.
Bella goes up and sits in her room.
She has five hexes.
Five.
That's rather a lot of hexes.
She gets out her notebook, with the lists, and she makes some wishes.
And then she goes to bed, grinning.
In the morning it will be time to make plans.
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—taken over the world. If other coinmakers are all solitary types. Why is she not directly looking at him?
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Well, she can tell he's noticed, so if she wanted him to know why, she'd say. He shrugs and lets it go.
[Maybe he hated all his kids,] he speculates, smiling. [Or they hated him. Or both. But he still wanted to pass it down to somebody in the family.]
This line of reasoning makes perfect sense to a Hammond!
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Bella gets up and puts on oven mitts and pulls it out. [Charlie'll be home in about fifteen minutes, by which time the pie'll be cool enough to eat. And then after dinner we have a difficult conversation with him.]
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On the other hand, fuck it, he has an underground lair now.
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"Yep, pot pie," Bella not-quite-sings, filling the pitcher with water and plunking it on the table.
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Are they inappropriately cheerful for the subject they will later be raising? Well, not like he cares. Pie!
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Ohhhh, it is good.
Bella sighs as she noms it, blissful.
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"This is real good, Bells," Charlie remarks. "Laney help you?"
"He chopped up the carrots, and stuff," Bella says.
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Om nom nom, pie.
Bella puts out a bowl of grapes as a facsimile of dessert.
Om nom nom, grapes.
And then...
Bella wonders if Alice wants to start. He probably doesn't, but she checks. [You want me to take this?]
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Talking about his dad isn't exactly the problem; talking to Charlie about his dad is a much bigger one. He just doesn't know how. And he clearly demonstrated with Angela earlier that talking to normal people is not a skill of his.
It probably isn't something you can pentagon, either. Or at least, it's not something he'd want to.
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"Dad," Bella says, when the grapes are a bowl of stems and no more, "in abuse cases - like, domestic violence and stuff - how is the victim's safety handled in cases where the defendant gets off? Even if it's on a technicality or something?"
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And then looks to Charlie to observe his answer.
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"Hmm," Bella says, reading Alice for a reaction.
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