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?]

Comments

[action]

[therewerefifty]

[Makie doesn't bother replying on the network. Instead, she takes her tea and a plate of food through the ship until she finds where Lilly has holed up.]

Your mama isn't here, Lilly. [Hard to forget the description Sanji gave her, and unlikely such a creature would have come here in the first place, let alone gone unnoticed.] I'm sorry.

[action]

[motheater]

[Lilly frowns up at Makie from her — um. Well. It looks like she's preferring the underside of a bed as home for right now. She doesn't like sleeping in beds. Never ever liked it; under here, she's safer, much safer. Much more protected.

She peers out from under it, frowning a bit more deeply.]

Makie here.

[action]

[therewerefifty]

Yes, I am. And I've been here a while now, so I think I'll stay. [It's fine, it's fine. She'll just lower herself to sit by the bed, hands folded in her lap.]

But you're not trying to get my attention by saying that to everyone, are you?

[action]

[motheater]

No.

[She shakes her head, frowning a bit more deeply.]

You here.

Mama can come, too.

[After all, if anyone can get dragged here, maybe mama was, too?

Maybe she's been looking for her...]

[action]

[therewerefifty]

[Ah. She understands now.]

Mama probably isn't enough for people to realise who you're talking about. A lot of children call their parents that. Could you tell them what she looks like?

[action]

[motheater]

...

[She sighs, flexing her fingers, thinking carefully.

Words, Makie. Words are hard. She's still trying to figure them out, really.]

Long... long hair. Pretty eyes... Gray... Gray arms... Gray face.

Long arms.

Long — dress.

[At least she can give a decent image from her limited vocabulary, huh?]

[action]

[therewerefifty]

[If Makie was just one week further along in Adstring she'd be able to draw Mama herself, but alas. She is impressed, though. Hearing such a detailed description-- well, for Lilly, anyway-- is encouraging.]

Your mama sounds very beautiful.

There are a lot of beautiful women here. But I don't think any of them have grey arms or a grey face. If you tell people that part, then they'll know what to look for.

[action]

[motheater]

[Mama is very beautiful, okay.

She has the prettiest eyes.]

... Tell people...

[She gets it, though; that's making sense.]

You — look for your mama?

[action]

[therewerefifty]

My mama is gone. She got very-- sick. [Which reminds her pointedly that Makie recently kind of died of the exact same circumstances, and Lilly was there.]

But it was a long time ago. The only person I was looking for was you.

[action]

[motheater]

[She looks sympathetic — a rarity for her, someone so used to caring only for herself and her mom and sister, if the mood suits. Really, she can't imagine what it would be like, for Mama to get sick in front of her. She's been sick before, and so has Victoria, but... Ah.]

Sick like Makie?

[action]

[therewerefifty]

Yes. But she didn't have anyone to help her, and I did. I'm not going to be sick like that again.

[She can give you that much reassurance, kid.]

[action]

[motheater]

[Her eyes brighten a bit, hopeful.]

... Better?

[She remembers being sick once, too. From the bite.

But more than that, she remembers Makie always being sick. Always unhealthy.]

[action]

[therewerefifty]

Much better. Castiel healed me. I'm not sick now at all.

[She has no idea if Lilly even met Cas, but hey. It's probably not important.]

[action]

[motheater]

Castiel!

[From the eagerness, she must have.

She used to torment him while he made tea.]

Where's Castiel?

[action]

[therewerefifty]

[A worthy hobby. Her smile turns wistful.]

He's gone again now. I don't doubt we'll see him again, but I suppose he got to return home before we did.

[She liked Cas :c Both versions of him.]

[action]

[motheater]

[Aww. She frowns, but... she's trying to see the good situation in this.]

Home's good?

[action]

[therewerefifty]

Yes. And it's not lost to us. I suppose you could say we're on a long trip now, seeing lots of different things. Eventually we'll both go back to our little beach.

[action]

[motheater]

[She HUFFS rather grumpily.]

Want the beach.

[There are no sea critters to torment here, it sucks.]

[action]

[therewerefifty]

[You'll have to live with it, kiddo.]

Yes. These ships are dull. But we do get to visit places. I saw beaches recently. When we find another place, I'll take you.

[action]

[motheater]

[Aaaand just like that, she brightens.]

Places? [That at least makes this all far better.] When?

[action]

[therewerefifty]

I'm not sure. There doesn't seem to be a set time, but... we don't have to wait too long. Do you know how long a week is, Lilly?