text | i think she's looking for her mom or something idk

[motheater]

Who: Lilly, your fave kid
Broadcast: fleetwide text; all replies will be video/voice. because she. can't actually read or write. shh.
Action: Windrose, where she is newly transferred, to hang out with her adoptive parent, Makie.
When: today!

[Lilly wants to see if her mother is out there. If Makie's here, surely her mom, right?

And because we can never do things by halves, she is a little unsettling weirdo about it.]

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[SIMPLE BUT EFFECTIVE. MOM, DO YOU COPY?]

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[mortalcoil]

[video doesn't even occur to him at first, as he quickly punches in a reply]

stopp it

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[motheater]

mamamamamamama

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[mortalcoil]

stop doing that

can you read

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[motheater]

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[motheater]

[CRACKLE-CLACK

THUMP THUMP — and a flash of eyes in mysterious darkness —

And maybe some sounds of chewing. Because food. Food's so great, Coil.]

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[mortalcoil]

[okay, well. that answers that question.

give him a moment, and a video feed will flip on to match hers--also set in mostly darkness, along with the mysterious glimpse of eyes.

or, well--eye, actually. and it glows in the dark. he narrows that eye and raps a finger sharply on the screen. hey, little creature.]

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[motheater]

[She stares.

Then she taps the screen back, chewing on the sleeve of her other hand.]

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[mortalcoil]

[without real words to use, all he can do is bring a finger to his scarred lips to tell her to hush.]

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[motheater]

[She frowns and pouts and looks utterly displeased.]

I don't say!

[Awkward grammar, deal with it.

But she hones in on the things that actually make her curious.]

Raccoon bite you? All over?

[Clearly that's why you're scarred up.]

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[mortalcoil]

[he probably shouldn't find anything about this particularly charming, but... the fact that she seems more like some kind of scrabbly little animal than a child is kind of endearing.

as such, he actually tries to answer instead of just hanging up on her.

he shakes his head, and then holds up two hooked fingers at his mouth like fangs.]

video

[motheater]

A snake!

[She blurts it, eager to answer the correct answer.

Then she lifts her shirt up to show him her pale scrawny belly — there are obvious shiny lines there, a good two handfuls that are both old and new. Not fatal, but hardly any fun.]

Raccoons. And Monsters.