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Post by Eden on Jun 4, 2008 12:41:36 GMT -5
*Eden rested her head on his shoulder. Well, more like his arm.*
"So...you don't think I'm too bad? I mean, you still like me, even if I am?"
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Post by Figwit on Jun 5, 2008 12:15:47 GMT -5
*Figwit surprised himself by laughing gently.*
"Why should I think you bad, Eden? What have you done?"
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Post by Eden on Jun 6, 2008 6:00:00 GMT -5
*She sighed heavily. Eden didn't want him thinking there was something wrong with her. She liked him lots and didn't want to mess that up. Then she shrugged, the hint of a pout lacing her brow and lips.*
"Nothing, really. She just "knows" that I'm going to be this dark witch or something." *She accented the word with air quotes.*
"Like it's already decided for me."
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Post by Figwit on Jun 6, 2008 19:14:05 GMT -5
*Figwit laughed gently, a laugh that did not remotely mock the listener but was, rather, comforting because it implied the world was something that could contain mirth.*
"Nothing is decided," *he said.* "Not like that. We all have the capacity to choose--as she herself did."
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Post by Eden on Jun 7, 2008 3:23:44 GMT -5
*Eden didn't look so sure. She pursed her lips tightly before looking up to him with innocence in her eyes.*
"If I was...bad, I mean, a dark witch...would that mean that you wouldn't want me around anymore?"
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Post by Figwit on Jun 7, 2008 23:42:39 GMT -5
*Figwit gave her the consideration of pondering the question seriously.*
"I don't think," *he said at last,* "that I could imagine not wanting you around."
*Then again, he found it difficult to imagine her as evil.*
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Post by Eden on Jun 8, 2008 4:29:31 GMT -5
*Eden looked like she was about to burst in happiness. But she tried not to. Really hard.*
"That's...like the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. Like...ever."
*She took the opportunity to snuggle against him.*
"So it won't be so bad having me around?"
'Cause I think I'm gonna like it.
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Post by Figwit on Jun 9, 2008 11:50:26 GMT -5
*Figwit put an arm around her comfortingly.*
"Not at all," *he said.*
**SOME TIME LATER**
*Figwit had had to excuse himself, knowing that, eventually, little girls got hungry and he would need something nice for Eden. On his expedition he'd met Malefica, who had entrusted Eden formally to his care. So he returned, with news and sweets.*
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Post by Eden on Jun 9, 2008 17:29:26 GMT -5
*Eden bounded up to him as he ascended.*
"So....everything ok? What'd you bring?"
*Her eyes sparkled eagerly at what he carried.*
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Post by Figwit on Jun 9, 2008 22:04:06 GMT -5
"I saw your mother," *he said bluntly.* "She brought things from home that you might need. I explained to her you were safer here."
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Post by Eden on Jun 10, 2008 4:49:01 GMT -5
*Eden stopped dead at the mention of her mother. She swallowed carefully, suddenly looking rather like a cornered animal. Her mind whirled with alternatives, methods of escape, places to go. Maybe Pops would have been a better idea--*
"And she said I could stay?" *Disbelief was evident.* "Like, here? With you? Alone?"
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Post by Figwit on Jun 10, 2008 9:15:06 GMT -5
*Figwit nodded.*
"I explained to her that the woman after her--after you--had no power here. And furthermore, does not know where you are. She expressed sorrow at not having you with her--but she agreed to let you stay. And brought items from home."
*He offered her the bundle Malefica had handed him.*
"Are you displeased?" *he asked, confused.* "I thought that was what you wanted."
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Post by Eden on Jun 10, 2008 17:50:17 GMT -5
What I want is to be here with you.
*She started forward again, but less assuredly.*
"It's just...she had it with her, didn't she?" *She frowned at the non sequitur.* "The baby?"
*She reached up to take the parcel, but paused, her hands brushing against his.*
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Post by Figwit on Jun 11, 2008 10:34:00 GMT -5
"Yes," *he said.* "I don't think it would be wise to leave the child alone. Especially now."
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Post by Eden on Jun 11, 2008 10:45:44 GMT -5
"Of course not."
*Eden frowned.*
Except she did...
*She turned and went back to the hammock, the bundle left in Figwit's hands.*
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