030 Bindy

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

[Her talk with Coraline had hurt... a lot. She didn't know what hurt more, the fact that Coraline said it, or the fact that it was true. She was going to be alone again when she went home. Yes, she would be hunting for her father, but there was no guarantee she'd be able to find him again... and if she did, that he'd stick around longer than it would take for the next rock shower to hit.

She was up on the roof, laying on her back and staring up at the stars. They weren't the same stars as back home, but they were still comforting.]

((ooc:Open for anyone who'd like to come upon the morose child laying on the roof... at night... in shorts, a t-shirt and bare feet))

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[f-ck-your-fish.livejournal.com]

[Eunice is starting to feel like the whole castle's a pressure cooker, what with all these attitudes appearing out of nowhere. she's wrapped herself up in a sweater jacket, a nice thick warm coat, a scarf, and a fuzzy warm hat, and come up to the roof to let the cold air clear her head. she's got a mug of cocoa cupped between her hands, instead of a pair of gloves, and stops as she nearly trips over the little bundle of limbs and poufy hair]

.... Edward? ... Honey, what're you doin' up here in the cold like that?

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

[looks up]

Lookin' at the stars.

[f-ck-your-fish.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but you gotta be freezin', lil' cowgirl.

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

Edward's not cold... [sits up and wraps her arms around her legs, looking sad]

[f-ck-your-fish.livejournal.com]

[she comes and kneels down next to her, taking off her scarf and dropping it over her shoulders anyway]

Whassa matter, then? Not like you to have such a long face.

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

[looks up at Eunice]

Coraline was mean to Edward...

[f-ck-your-fish.livejournal.com]

Oh, no. ... There's a lotta that goin' around ... maybe she didn't mean it.

[marionttepurple.livejournal.com]

[The roof is such a nice place to hang out and to stay away from people isn't it. But once he sees Ed's...lack of proper clothing for this weather, he'll just scurry over there, purple robot in tow.]

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

[is just staring off into space... literally... She somehow doesn't seem phased by the cold]

[marionttepurple.livejournal.com]

...Aren't you cold?

[he would offer her something to put on...but he doesn't have anything right now.]

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

[looks up, finally seeing the newcomer] No... Edward's not cold.

[marionttepurple.livejournal.com]

But...you're not exactly dressed for this weather.

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

Edward doesn't mind. [sits up, cross legged, arms resting on her legs] This is how Edward always dresses.

[f-ck-your-fish.livejournal.com]

[Eunice is starting to feel like the whole castle's a pressure cooker, what with all these attitudes appearing out of nowhere. she's wrapped herself up in a sweater jacket, a nice thick warm coat, a scarf, and a fuzzy warm hat, and come up to the roof to let the cold air clear her head. she's got a mug of cocoa cupped between her hands, instead of a pair of gloves, and stops as she nearly trips over the little bundle of limbs and poufy hair]

.... Edward? ... Honey, what're you doin' up here in the cold like that?

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

[looks up]

Lookin' at the stars.

[f-ck-your-fish.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but you gotta be freezin', lil' cowgirl.

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

Edward's not cold... [sits up and wraps her arms around her legs, looking sad]

[f-ck-your-fish.livejournal.com]

[she comes and kneels down next to her, taking off her scarf and dropping it over her shoulders anyway]

Whassa matter, then? Not like you to have such a long face.

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

[looks up at Eunice]

Coraline was mean to Edward...

[marionttepurple.livejournal.com]

[The roof is such a nice place to hang out and to stay away from people isn't it. But once he sees Ed's...lack of proper clothing for this weather, he'll just scurry over there, purple robot in tow.]

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

[is just staring off into space... literally... She somehow doesn't seem phased by the cold]

[marionttepurple.livejournal.com]

...Aren't you cold?

[he would offer her something to put on...but he doesn't have anything right now.]

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

[looks up, finally seeing the newcomer] No... Edward's not cold.

[marionttepurple.livejournal.com]

But...you're not exactly dressed for this weather.

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

Edward doesn't mind. [sits up, cross legged, arms resting on her legs] This is how Edward always dresses.