*Answers a knock at the door.*

*blinks in confusion at the delivery-elf* You want to know if I can take delivery of a what!? A boa constrictor, a twenty-gallon tank and heat lamp?

...

NANA!!!

*Has mail!*

*Reads the letter with an ever-growing feeling of disgust.*

*Is particularly grossed-out by all this talk of cock-ache.*

Well. Amputation would take care of that, surely?

*Practises with some of her new toys in the garden, blissfully unaware of the twins' ill-advised match-making attempts.*

*Puts up a notice reading: WEAPONS PRACTICE IN PROGRESS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. DON'T BLAME ME IF YOU GET BRAINED.*

*Wakes up in her guest room at Maedhros' considerably taller than when she went to sleep, having become Tirion's latest case of RAID.*

*Blinks at her reflection in the mirror.*

HA! Now I can boss the twins around even more than I already do! Sweet! But first I need some clothes...

((Chiaki Kuriyama))

*Rummages through her closet for her lovely new shiny shoes*

Nana? I can't find my shoes. Did you move them? :\

*Waits not so patiently for her mother to return with the missing twin, while the other one clings to her like a limpet.*

I'm going to have a terminal case of BOY by the time this is over.

>:(

Twins. Not one but TWO siblings to compete with.

AND THEY'RE BOTH BOYS!

*seriously contemplates emmigrating to Eressea*

*Experiences a slight growth spurt because it's about bloody time.*

*Looks in the mirror.*

OH great. That's just great. I grow up and become less cute, just as Nana's getting ready to squeeze out another sprog. It's NOT FAIR. >:(

NANA!!! I NEED CLOTHES! ... NICE ONES!

*Thinks she might have made a bit of a boo-boo.*

*Seeing as Uncle Pharrie isn't dying anymore, she wanders off to explore the consulate while the grown-ups scream at eachother*

*goes to another corner of the park, far from her mysoginistic brother*

*watches Edgar lie on his back and throw up sticks with his feet as Yoshiki tries to steal them* :)