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Post by observer on Jan 26, 2012 17:41:53 GMT -4
The only light in the room was a fairy night light on the far wall. The room was definetly a girls room. There was a table set up for a tea party in the middle of the room, and a doll house near the night light. The bed and it's posts had frills on them, the light movement of the sleeping girls breathing. Gretchin walked over to a pink bean bag chair near a pile of stuffed animals. "You can sleep here. Try not to wake her if you can't sleep. If you do just let her know you were told to wait here until me or her uncle come for you, okay?" Gretchin asked as she set Roy down in the bean bag chair.
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Post by roym on Jan 26, 2012 17:45:42 GMT -4
Roy's feeling tired just from all the hassle he's been through and best of all? No dripping water! He nods and whispers a goodby before curling up with the giraffe blanket, sunk fairly well into the chair. "When will you be back?" is all he asks of her.
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Post by observer on Jan 26, 2012 17:48:55 GMT -4
"By morning at the latest." Gretchin whispered. She hesitated a moment before kissing Roy's forehead. "Sleep tight." She quietly said as she got up and headed for the door silently.
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Post by roym on Jan 26, 2012 17:53:03 GMT -4
Roy barely watches her go. He's tired, been made further tired from all sorts of trouble, and now would be a good time to let go of it.
He hopes he doesn't wake up to any trouble, though...
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Post by observer on Jan 26, 2012 17:57:07 GMT -4
Roy slept soundly until morning. As he slowly opened his eyes he found a little girl, about 5 years old, standing over him in her nighty with a smile. "Who are you? Are you my new little brother?" She asked curiously.
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Post by roym on Jan 26, 2012 18:17:52 GMT -4
Roy played it cool. Despite being startled when he finally awoke (and wet, he grimaced) he sticks to the story. "Um... not really. Cousin Gwetchin's supposed to come by an' pick me later.."
He wonders if she'll but it. "Name's Roy...)
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Post by observer on Jan 26, 2012 18:28:25 GMT -4
"Gretchin?" She said confused, trying to remember the name. "Oh, you mean the nice lady that takes care of the jungle room. I like it when she lets me and my friends play explorer in there." She smiled as a faint knock came from the door.
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Post by roym on Jan 26, 2012 18:30:27 GMT -4
Roy sits up. "Um.. if that's her I'll be going but um... Don't let Ms. Susan get me.. she scares me. Alot."
He clutches at the blanket and nibbles on a favored corner again, hoping it's someone he wants to see...
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Post by observer on Jan 26, 2012 18:32:28 GMT -4
Cindy skipped over to the door and opened it. "Hi Gretchin. We were just talking about you." She giggled, openning the door as Gretchin stepped in.
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Post by roym on Jan 26, 2012 18:36:16 GMT -4
Roy feels relief. "Oh hiii.." he waves, trying to roll out from the bean bag and hurriedly toddle to her. "Um.. am I gonna go now?" he asks, hoping that she gets the implication: Has a cure been found?
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Post by observer on Jan 26, 2012 18:39:46 GMT -4
"Not just yet." She said, feeling bed when Roy looked sad. "Lord Hugo said it will be half an hour to an hour for him to get something to reverse the waters magic." "That mean he gets to stay and play with me?" Cindy asked happilly.
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Post by roym on Jan 26, 2012 22:07:29 GMT -4
Roy holds his arms up for Gretchin, both trying to indicate that he needs a change and he wants to be with Gretchin for a moment. "tha okay?" he asks trying (poorly) to actually sound like an infant and not someone trapped as one.
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Post by observer on Jan 27, 2012 3:00:06 GMT -4
Gretchin picks him up, immeddiatly noticing the added weight and smell. "That sounds okay." She said before looking down at Cindy. "But no using magic on Roy." She said sternly to the little girl. "Not even this?" Cindy asked as she used magic to give Roy a fresh diaper.
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Post by roym on Jan 27, 2012 9:06:44 GMT -4
Roy blinks, trying not to sigh out of relief. "She use magic?" he asks incredulously? Why the hell isn't has asking her to fix his problem, he wonders, although another thought comes to mind: why wouldn't Gretchin have suggested it?
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Post by observer on Jan 27, 2012 9:13:49 GMT -4
"Uh huh." Cindy giggled. "She does, but likes using hers for kids stuff when she's this young." Gretchin explained. "Just try to relax and enjoy yourself for the time. I'm sure we'll have your gift in no time." She said, setting Roy down.
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