Room 320, Saturday Morning

Apr 10, 2010 13:54

Illyria was not, per se, sleeping in, since she hadn't bothered going to sleep after last night's radio fiasco. She had instead spent the dark hours of the morning slicing at imaginary opponents in the preserve with her newly-returned sword, before she had to once again stow it in the weapons locker ( Read more... )

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not4eating April 10 2010, 18:03:03 UTC
"Mooooooooooommy!" came a loud, if rather high voice. "I know you're in there! Open'a dooor!"

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bitchy_smurf April 10 2010, 18:05:19 UTC
Illyria raised both eyebrows, but didn't raise herself from her cross-legged seat at the end of her bed. "My name is Illyria, not 'mommy' and I have no desire for visitors. Leave."

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not4eating April 10 2010, 18:10:38 UTC
Ohhh, she was being silly. Well, Mitch could open the door all by himself, thank you. He was tall for his age like that. "Mom, mommy mom mom mom there wassa poooortal! I didn't go by it but it came by my bed and schlooooooooooop sucked me up like sketti!"

He was already jumping onto the narrow bed by the time he got to schlooooop, and trying to crawl into her arms on 'sketti.'

"Can we have that for lunch? Where's Dad? Why're you blue?"

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bitchy_smurf April 10 2010, 18:16:08 UTC
This was worse than being attacked by squirrels, and if Illyria had been allowed to keep her sword in the dorms.... well. She probably would have remembered the whole not killing humans thing, but let's just say the weapons ban was not necessarily a bad idea.

She pushed the child away from her firmly, but not with enough force to harm it. "Do not touch me! I am not your mother; aren't human children supposed to recognize their parents by the time they can speak?"

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