015 // Video

[always_thewoman]

[The camera turns on to a wide-shot of Irene's room. In the background, a blur of limbs, hair, and fabric dashes back and forth across the field of view, singing tuneless snatches of some song. The shape bolts towards the camera and is resolved - a little girl, about six, with a wild tangle of brown hair and a reckless grin. She's barefoot, but

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I glee'd. XD ALSO, SPAM? I CAN DELETE/REDO IF NOT.

[sonotahunter]

[The singing is what draws her over--that and the bizarre feeling of familiarity with this place, this door in particular. Abby hesitates a moment before putting a hand to the knob and opening it a crack to peer in.]

YES OF COURSE

[always_thewoman]

[In the time since her unintentional video post, Irene has made her way to the vanity and is intently inspecting a tube of lipstick - a deep, carmine red - and amusing herself by rolling it up and down, up and down in its gold canister, still singing a little gibberish refrain. Then, looking as if she's doing something intensely naughty and is entirely pleased with herself, she smears it onto her mouth. Leaning forward to look at herself in the mirror, she grins hugely, then spins around. After two or three rotations, however, she stops abruptly, seeing another face peeping through the door at her. Caught in the act, she looks a bit guilty for a moment, and simply raises a hand in the air in greeting]

Hi.

[you_run_i_chase]

Wow, I like your dolls.

[always_thewoman]

Thanks! I made them.

I - could make you some, too. If you wanted!

[you_run_i_chase]

That would be great! There are some clothes in the room I was in that would be really neat for doll clothes. They're like Barbie clothes for a real person!

[always_thewoman]

What room?

Oh. Is it... with the cookies? [Her eyes get shiny and huge] Roob told me there was a cookies-place.

[the_ironman]

...good God.

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[always_thewoman]

[Irene's head pokes out from under the covers, her hair all over the place and in front of her face. Curious, perhaps a tiny bit wary, but still doing that little chirp-talking thing she has going]

Who're you? I'm Irene.

[She lifts one hand and haphazardly pushes the hair out of her face]

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[the_ironman]

[He shifts uncomfortably in his seat and stares at the camera.]

I'm Tony.

...Irene... Adler?

[He lets out a groan of unhappiness.]

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[always_thewoman]

Yuh-huh!

[She nibbles on her bottom lip, frowning slightly] Why're you sad, Tony?

[Video]

[painhumbles]

[THIS IS GABE GOING "jksdjadklajl WHAT? IS THIS REAL LIFE?" And... You know, trying to manage looking like a stern parental figure. He fails at it.]

Irene.

[Video] I enjoy the keybashing Gabe - IT IS A RARE AND MYTHICAL BEAST

[always_thewoman]

[Her head pops straight up out of the blankets, her hand shoved into the air, her eyes wide]

ME.

[Video] LIKE A UNICORN.

[painhumbles]

[This is Gabe massaging his forehead, because he has no idea what to do with children.]

Okay. Here's what I want you to do. Go to the second floor common room. Eat, drink, be merry. Follow the line of other children. And if you get into any trouble, you're gonna wind up on a leash. If you're good, we won't be having conversations like this until you're fixed. Got it?

[Video]

[always_thewoman]

[She pulls her shoulders up around her ears, then lets them fall, sighing heavily and frowning]

Grumpy-guts.

[video]

[gammapulsed]

Ire- .........Irene?

[video]

[always_thewoman]

[From within the busily squirming fort of blankets, she calls out]

Uh-huh?

[video]

[gammapulsed]

[EPIC FLAIL IS EPIC.]

Um. Er. ...You're all, uh.

[video]

[always_thewoman]

QUACK.

[Irene's head pops out of the blankets, and she laughs]