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Off to grandfather's house we go... [Sep. 15th, 2009|08:43 pm]
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 ::trails out of own quarters with a grumble, grabbing a handful of candy out of dish on entrance table before doors can shut...Naomi's romantic little touches are worth something, at least::

::shoves mints into mouth in a quick gulp when realization suddenly strikes, reaching up to steady flailing cargo::

::readjusts chubby little legs over shoulders, grabbing hands next::

Hey, K, try this.

If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands...

::after a few seconds of wrangling to free thumbs from
kelsie_wildman's clenched fists, flattens her hands out just enough to smack both palms together::

Like that, see? You're a natural.

K, K...if you're happy and you know it and you really want to show it...
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[User Picture]From: andrewkim
2009-09-16 05:39 pm (UTC)
Oh, boy.

::looks to side, where mother sits in stony-faced silence::

::so much for that reassurance::

Just as well you weren't asking for opinions, I assume.
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[User Picture]From: ltcmdrtomparis
2009-09-16 05:52 pm (UTC)
...was I supposed to?

I mean, if you want to pick out my socks, fine, but there are some things I'd prefer not to leave up to a community vote...

::follows grandson's pointed look::

::pinches bridge of nose::

I thought you liked Seven, sweetheart!
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[User Picture]From: linnis_paris
2009-09-16 05:58 pm (UTC)
::clenches teeth, resisting the urge to kick andrewkim...he just can't be happy unless anyone else is in the hot seat::

::smoothes kelsie_wildman's fine hair, modulating tones to bland indifference::

I do like Seven. I'm just not really certain...
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[User Picture]From: ltcmdrtomparis
2009-09-16 06:07 pm (UTC)
You said she was good for me.

::tries not to sound too accusing...but really, there are times when the constant mind-changing members of the female species seem to do wears thin::

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[User Picture]From: linnis_paris
2009-09-16 06:26 pm (UTC)
Yes, I did...

::sighs::

She is. She really is.

Since you seem to be beaming from head to toe, I assume the answer was yes, so...

Congratulations. Really.

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[User Picture]From: ltcmdrtomparis
2009-09-16 06:28 pm (UTC)
Really.

::holds her eye for a minute, still not convinced...ah, well, a topic for later::

::shifts attention to other daughter::

No smart aleck remarks, sprite?
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[User Picture]From: jenay_paris
2009-09-16 06:31 pm (UTC)
::lifts shoulders in a shrug::

If it means you two can get over the over emotional honeymoon phase faster, by all means.
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[User Picture]From: lieutenantkim
2009-09-16 07:00 pm (UTC)
She has a point. I was getting ready to charge for all the advice you've been asking.

I don't see why you shouldn't go for it, especially if Seven can keep you in line and out of our hair.

::drops teasing, putting a note of warning in tone::

Just be sure, Paris. She's not the type of girl who would easily blow off any hurt caused by a split down the road. She deserves to be happy.
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[User Picture]From: ltcmdrtomparis
2009-09-16 08:42 pm (UTC)
I am sure, Harry. I've never...

::lets that one drop, hoping linnis_paris is too absorbed in her own sulking to finish the sentence ::

Thanks.

::glances back around, mildly embarrassed::

I just thought you all should know.
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[User Picture]From: andrewkim
2009-09-16 09:07 pm (UTC)
Well, we appreciate it. Especially those of us past our bedtime.

::reaches over to tug baby away from linnis_paris::

::she's no teddy bear, for Pete's sake::

I'm happy for you, but I'm not calling Seven gran. Probably get me assimilated anyhow.

::taking pilot's unspoken cue, nudges lieutenantkim with toe::

Speaking of which, you wanna tuck the princess in? She'll listen to you.
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[User Picture]From: jenay_paris
2009-09-16 09:16 pm (UTC)
I don't think you have anything to worry about. If the whole Collective couldn't be suffered to take you in, I doubt Seven alone would want the headache of a mini-link.

::climbs to feet as well, following them, after giving older sister another glare...if she needs all the attention, let her have it, then::
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[User Picture]From: ltcmdrtomparis
2009-09-16 09:30 pm (UTC)
::rolls neck, waiting patiently for gaggle of clowns to disperse::

::debates between former seat at desk and a less safe but closer proximity, finally plopping down on end of sofa nearest companion's seat::

::notes that she substituted a throw pillow for the baby::

Sweetheart, I haven't seen you sulk like this since you were five months old and Neelix permanently revoked kitchen privileges.

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[User Picture]From: linnis_paris
2009-09-16 10:14 pm (UTC)
::plucks thread::

It's still not funny.

::furrows brow, finding excellent angle of complaint::

Even at that time, I was still older than Seven was when she was assimilated.

You know, she really hasn't grown up all that much emotionally.

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[User Picture]From: ltcmdrtomparis
2009-09-16 10:29 pm (UTC)
...and you're in a ball on my sofa, pouting.

Your point?

::runs hand through hair...maybe that was mean::

What I'm trying to say, sweetheart, is that all of us are living on borrowed time. Seven might not be as emotionally stable as a normal human woman her age might be, but then again, she probably never will be. That's what happens when your childhood is robbed from you.

...if I can help her come to grips with this new adult world she's trying to assimilate into, I want to. I haven't tried to pressure her into being anything she isn't ready to be.
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[User Picture]From: linnis_paris
2009-09-16 10:51 pm (UTC)
I know that, I just...

::drops pillow, curling lip up in frustration...mostly directed inward::

This isn't even about Seven.
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