xxii. dictated

[heloise]

When does one become, no longer a teenager, but an adult? I heard the drinking of wine will in the future be restricted to those older than eighteen, so does wine make an adult?

And what other licenses are given to someone with eighteen years? I should like to try them all.

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[songsandstories]

Is it your name day, my Lady?

dictated;

[heloise]

Yes! I am a child of spring.

dictated;

[songsandstories]

May the gods and your God bless you this day.

Dictated forever

[whichwayyoulean]

Happy birthday, Lucrezia. I'll make you something while I'm out here. [It will be a surprise]

As for the age thing, I think you can learn to drive a car, too.

[heloise]

A car! I hardly know how to sit in one.

[whichwayyoulean]

Aw, they're not all that difficult, once you get used to them.

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[secondchances]

[It's rare that Steph writes in the journal, but she's not exactly sure what her tone would convey.]

Happy birthday.

written

[heloise]

[ Or rather what written text would hide that voices would betray, but she isn't keen on walking back to the mess she just left, either. So she writes back her reply in cursive: ]

Thank you.

written

[secondchances]

Think I owe you a cake. I'll get on that when I get back. [If she doesn't toss it out thinking it's poisoned or something.]

[wolfskin]

Your name day? [ And he is off keeping Arya from falling into ditches. ] Will you celebrate?

[heloise]

If I think of a way. Have you any ideas?

[ofhope]

I bought a cake and dug into it with a giant wolf for my eighteenth.

[ The most civilized loner ever, really. ]

But I think my nineteenth was better.

[heloise]

Because you dug into your cake with two ladies for company instead?

I'M SORRY

[kalinda]

You could always go to an adult store.

[heloise]

What is the difference between a shop for adults and those for children?

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[samson]

In America, you get to buy lottery tickets when you're eighteen. And cigarettes. [and porn but he still thinks of her as being like fourteen??? so he's not saying that.]

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[heloise]

Cigarettes? Like little cigarros? My brother presented them to the Pope once.

Written.

[dorkwonder]

[Not planning on saying much more than...]

Happy Birthday, Lucrezia.

Written.

[heloise]

[ She knows to keep up her manners, at least. ]

Thank you.

[eat_me_beat_me]

I dunno. Drinking age where I come from is 21. At 18 we can buy smokes, vote, gamble and join the military.

Exciting, right? [So deadpan]

[heloise]

Oh, I have never gambled before. Is it fun?

[pompous_today]

Happy Birthday, Lucrezia.

You know, I had the same question when I turned 18. I wondered if I was supposed to... feel "more adult", but I did not.

[heloise]

I can recount many things that made me feel more adult, so to speak, though few of them are worth celebrating.

[the_effect_she_has]

When you learn how to kill, I'd imagine.

[heloise]

[ She has killed before this. ]

Because that would make you stronger, perhaps?