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[notcalledlizzie]

Elizabeth is lying, curled up on her bed with a stuffed bear.

A small, neatly wrapped box is sitting on the bedside table.

She's trying to read; the same book she's been reading ever since she was in the library after Speech class.

Her mind keeps flashing back to the trip she made to Mali and the Ivory Coast. She can hardly believe how young and naive she had been. How back then she thought that she could help change the world.

She seems to reread the same paragraph over and over again

"A tumble? Oh, yes - out of the swing," said Katy, as it all came slowly back to her. "Did the rope break, Aunt Izzie? I can't remember about it."

She always reached for books from her childhood whenever she felt down.

Comments

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*looks down at her doing this*

So this is therapeutic?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

It can be. It's quite good to just concentrate on the brush strokes.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Huh. Who knew? *peers at it* It's not going to make me look fat, is it?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*rolls her eyes*

No, Cam, it's not going to make you look fat.

Other hand, please

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Just blue? *gives her his hand while studying his nails* Shiny.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*grins as she replaces the lid on the blue and picks up the silver*

Different colors for each hand.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Now that's too fancy. *grins*

((Ack and it's bedtime.))

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

I can just stick with blue, if you like?

[[*huggles* Can finish up here tomorrow?]]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

No, knock yourself out.

((Sure.))

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*grins and opens the silver*

[[night!! *huggles*]]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

I'm going to glow in the dark.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Well, at least Vala will be able to find you easily *grins*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

And laugh in my face.

*eyes her* You can take this off, right?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*laughs* Yes, dear. I've already shown you the remover.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Alright, just checking.

*eyes his nails and thinks he looks manly pretty* So now what?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*grins* Well, you wanted me to brush your hair, didn't you?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Right, fluff me up, baby.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Did you bring your hairbrush then?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*frowns* I just have a comb.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

The comb will do.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*gets Comb out of his pocket and may or may not always have it on him*

Alright then. Do you think I need a haircut?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*takes the comb and starts brushing his thick, silky hair*

I think you're okay at the moment. Why? Do you think you do?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

No, just wondering. I like to keep it short, but it seems it's being easily ruffled.

*closes eyes and enjoys*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

You know I'll keep ruffling it whether it's short or not, don't you?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*snorts* Duly noted. It's fun when it's short, though. *grins*