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[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[Kira is curled up on this corner of a couch, idly flipping through a fashion magazine, though she normally doesn't act this lazy. Anyone who looks at her closely might notice the paleness of her skin and the shadows under her eyes, but she expertly covered those little signs under her makeup. However, less easy to hide is the way she is wearing one of her brother's larger shirts (not black), whose sleeves come down to cover her hands. If you think she looks ill, you would be pretty close to the mark.]

Comments

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

This is much more fashionable than a blanket.

[she's trying very hard!]

[regalheart]

You sure? I've seen some pretty fashionable blankets in my time.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

They'd be lumpy and then I'd look fat.

[regalheart]

No one would think you look fat just because you had a blanket on.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

They might think I'm naked underneath!

[regalheart]

...

[are you serious, Kira.]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[can't you see her flailing]

That would be even worse than being fat!

[regalheart]

Why would anyone think that?

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

Because lots of people here are weird and like being naked alot?

[regalheart]

I really doubt anyone would think you were naked.

[and if they did he would punch them. >_>;]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

Are you sure?

[regalheart]

Positive. Want me to get you a blanket?

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

I'm okay. Really.

[regalheart]

You don't look it. I'll be right back.

[he is getting that blanket whether you want it or not.]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[well that makes her kind of sulky and she goes back to her magazine]

But I said I'm fine!

[regalheart]

Sorry, I didn't hear you!

[out the door lulz. he'll be back in a minute with a nice, fluffy blanket, which he will drape over her.]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[well... she's totally not snuggling into that blanket, she's not]

[regalheart]

[of course not. he takes a seat next to her on the couch.]

What's wrong, Kira?

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[well maybe it's okay to cuddle up against your side a little ;;]

Nothing's wrong, Uncle Kai.

[regalheart]

[wraps an arm around her to make those some proper cuddles.]

I don't think you'd be fooling anyone who knows you even a bit.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she's going to make a strange little wounded sort of noise and flop down with her head on you lap then, curling up]

[regalheart]

[pets her hair, sighing softly. is this even something he can help with?]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[the petting makes her feel better, and now that you're close enough you can probably tell that Kira isn't 'shining' as much as when you first met her here]

[regalheart]

[yeah... that doesn't really surprise him. if he could send her home to her parents, he would do so immediately. and Rikka with her, of course.]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

I'm cold, Uncle Kai.

[at least she isn't crying?]