2 tightropes walked - voice post

[freckleddoll]

Blimey, this apartment ain't 'alf large. Are they all like this? Can't get use t'havin' this much space. Wonder if Beast'd mind me sharin' her room. Real different from the tents. It's weird them bein' so high up too. Glad I've got a good head fer heights or I'd feel right strange. Nice of this place t'give us somewhere t'stay though, never thought I'd live somewhere like this.

T'other day, that was one of the curses, right? Frightened me stiff, all that noise an' fightin'. It was 'orrible, hope they ain't all like that.

Right, I wanted t'ask, someone told me there's an orphanage 'ere. Anyone knows who I can talk to 'bout givin' an 'and there maybe?


((ooc: all answers assumed voice, strikes muttered))

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[freckleddoll]

[She gives her sister a smile then, even though her eyes are already closed.]

'night, Beast.

[And then, very softly, hardly intelligible]

Thanks.

[For being there, for not pushing Doll away. For letting her be safe with her family again, even in a place as strange as this.]

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[lackingbeauty.livejournal.com]

[Beast didn't answer because- Well, there was no need. Doll was always welcome, and she never needed to thank her for it. They'd all been through too much together.

Her only response was a slight curl, just enough that where she rested, her shoulder touched against Doll's back. Just enough to be a warmth, drifting off to sleep]