Haymitch Abernathy (
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paradisa2012-05-20 04:57 pm
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Seventh Drink
[The disadvantage to never sleeping at night means Haymitch is often awake when the castle begins its late night shenanigans. One moment, he was drowning his sorrows in a bottle with his good friend Captain Morgan and the next he was sitting on a bed with a familiar babbling doctor.
Whatever was going on, experience had taught him nothing good could come of it. After briefly checking to make sure they weren't handcuffed together (because he could really do without being handcuffed to someone who didn't have a mute button) he gives her a poke on the side of the head, ignoring the open journal on the sidetable]
Elliot, wake up, the castle's doing something again.
[He glances around the room, briefly noting the crib in the corner. Huh. He never thought kids could come with their parents to this craphole. Not that young. Who would even be able to spend enough time in this woman's company to produce a child anyway?
He gives her another 'friendly' jab, before leaning over the bed. That bottle had to have rolled off somewhere...]
And your baby's making noises. You should go deal with that.
Whatever was going on, experience had taught him nothing good could come of it. After briefly checking to make sure they weren't handcuffed together (because he could really do without being handcuffed to someone who didn't have a mute button) he gives her a poke on the side of the head, ignoring the open journal on the sidetable]
Elliot, wake up, the castle's doing something again.
[He glances around the room, briefly noting the crib in the corner. Huh. He never thought kids could come with their parents to this craphole. Not that young. Who would even be able to spend enough time in this woman's company to produce a child anyway?
He gives her another 'friendly' jab, before leaning over the bed. That bottle had to have rolled off somewhere...]
And your baby's making noises. You should go deal with that.

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I don't want to get up yet...
[But then there's another jab, and her companion's words become more clear to her. And his voice becomes recognizable. Why is he in her room? She's sudden;y sitting upright, her eyes quite open. And yep, there is definitely a baby here and crying.
What is wrong with this place?]
It's not my babY, I don't even have a baby, I mean not yet anyways. I'd like to have one eventually and my other keeps telling me my biological clock is ticking more every day but still, I figured I'd have a little more time to prepare than this.
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[He looks at the crib again, keeping the hell away from it for now]
Well, it's not mine. And this is your room, so it has to be yours. Congratulations, you must be so proud.
wow, I so I thought I replied to this. I'm sorry!
lmao it's ok!
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[Oh. Except that kids had grey eyes. The sort of grey that is exclusive to those with Seam blood]
Aww hell, no.
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Okay, no. This isn't cool. Or cute. This isn;t something that was ever supposed to happen.
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[Yeah, he'll make it to the door, before he realises it's not opening. Paradisa ain't playing that game]
Oh come on.
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Still. You're better off than me here.
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Better tell you how it is now before yo set yourself up for disappointment.
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You're the queen of tact.
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However long will be too long.
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