4th Flight

[u_r_jimmyjacked]

[For those in her household, one might notice that Amelia has taken to sleeping on the couch. She's not actually married to her husband, and now that someone has taken the drone's place, she finally feels like she can sleep on her own. She's still clothed when she sleeps, but because of the hunger, she's also not getting off the couch or doing much

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[ones_a_job]

[It probably helps that her new not-drone 'husband' is hardly in the house, or when he is it's just to pass through to the attic or down to the basement. It hasn't escaped his notice that Amelia was on the couch, though he might not have paid her any mind the first few times past. Aware only who she was because of the photo's on the walls.

He may have stopped today purely for the sake of courtesy.]

"You makin' it alrigh' there?"

[u_r_jimmyjacked]

[In person, it's a lot easier to tell how tired she is. She rolls over and sits up a bit, smiling softly.]

I'd like to think I'm doing pretty well considering. It's certainly a lot easier without a mechanical husband telling me "it's my place to sleep beside him."

[ones_a_job]

[His expression softened a bit, it was hard to tell if he was looking a bit ragged due to the stress of the situation, or if he was just terribly scruffy all of the time.]

"I imagine it's an awkward place with one of those things livin' in th' same house."

[u_r_jimmyjacked]

[She reached to the small table at the end of the couch and took a drink from her glass of water.]

"Oh, it turns the place into a complete curve. Always talking about how it's my duty to make dinner and play housewife. I'm a record-setting pilot! First woman to fly across the Atlantic. I don't let any man force me into second place."

[rainbowbrush]

I don't feel very strong right now.

[u_r_jimmyjacked]

Neither do I.

[rainbowbrush]

I'm gonna pound Grady for this.

[u_r_jimmyjacked]

Grady?