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Aʟɪᴄᴇ Pʟᴇᴀsᴀɴᴄᴇ Lɪᴅᴅᴇʟʟ ([personal profile] digophelia) wrote in [community profile] futurology2015-10-26 05:18 pm

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[ If it sounds like Alice is daycare, there's a good reason for it. She looks a little tired and very confused. There's a good number of children around her and one decides to plop themselves on her lap.

Oh. Okay. Fine. Deep breaths. ]


Hello, there. Can you stand, just for a minute? It shan't take long, then you can sit in my lap all you want.

[ She shoos him along. Alice heaves a deep sigh, holding her face.] ]

For a small minute, I thought I was back in London. Possibly because I have been around a large number of children, this many, with same limited resources.

I suppose my question is, is there a particular reason why I came back to over a dozen or so children? Not that I mind it, although I wouldn't be opposed to having a bigger space.

[ Yes, when did this happen? Alice has forgotten some tidbits of that fight, after all. ]
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[personal profile] powerdriven 2015-11-08 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
Tell me about it.

[ though he doesn't sound very enthused, even if it's a note that means very little towards such a perpetually flat voice. too much time spent reigning in adults of that very nature, perhaps. children seem a far more pleasant cry from that job.

which, speaking of, he was going to accept it as that and offer help should they come crawling back to her doorstep, but there's something in particular that catches his attention.
]

What will you do with the orphans?
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[personal profile] powerdriven 2015-11-09 10:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ it's familiar, so Levi's eyelids lop down to thin his eyes, which for a moment, seem to focus somewhere else. then he's back again, firmly setting his jaw. ]

No. There's something more you can do. You fight with the rest of us to put this place back together.

[ granted, there's no determining the difference they might make. he won't soon forget Anwick. but it's things like that that might steel his own choices. ]
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[personal profile] powerdriven 2015-11-15 09:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ whether she has skills in fighting or not, that's not his concern. it should be self-evident that they all had their own ways to assist. even something like this has its merits.

and if it's for anyone else's sake, he's pretty goddamned certain that he doesn't care about any technicalities ALASTAIR has left out.
]

What's the harm in one night? [ he scoffs. ] It's not up to me. And if it were, I'd tell you the only way drawing swords ever brought peace is by sending all the naysayers to the grave. Our task's not so simple that we can solve it in a blink. I don't think a single one of us knows what we're doing.
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[personal profile] powerdriven 2015-11-19 09:15 am (UTC)(link)
You don't need to be sorry.

[ he agrees, and he thinks she's doing fine, for that matter. ]

They might not know very much about the situation, but if we're going to help this world out, then we've got to take care of the people here too, to the best of our ability.
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[personal profile] powerdriven 2015-11-21 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ really? doesn't seem too radical to him. ]

What kind of meatheads have you gotten used to?
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[personal profile] powerdriven 2015-11-28 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
Don't know it.

[ but that's not a surprise. most of them have probably never heard of each others' homes. if it's like Odette, though, ]

Sounds to me like everyone's always got something more important on their minds. [ or so they think. ]
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[personal profile] powerdriven 2015-11-30 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ he pauses. ]

We're not doing so bad. All that can be expected for this directionless mob of freaks. I meant back in London. [ though it's no less true here, he supposes. maybe it's too kind of him to ascribe the selfish agendas to something bigger going on in their world. ]

Someone told me about it early on, how they observed that so many of us came from ruin. I know how it is. Desperation breeds that sort of thing.