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fathersbeloved[The inn room is poorly lit, probably just whatever light from the outside that could get through the curtains. Darjeeling the Houndoom can be seen lying at the bed's feet, just beside the owner of the pokegear.
Beatrice looks like she hasn't had a good night sleep in some days, even when she woke up 5 days ago. Her eyes are puffy, but there is no evidence of crying. She does look rather upset.]
Good night... I... just wanted to tell everyone I am awake... and that I am fine.
[She pauses, struggling with something inside...finaly, she frowns, and looks away for a moment.]
I wish to ask to you, all of you who might know the answer... could you please tell me, what is a son? How... how does having a son feel? Please...
[The feed cuts abruptly.]
Beatrice looks like she hasn't had a good night sleep in some days, even when she woke up 5 days ago. Her eyes are puffy, but there is no evidence of crying. She does look rather upset.]
Good night... I... just wanted to tell everyone I am awake... and that I am fine.
[She pauses, struggling with something inside...finaly, she frowns, and looks away for a moment.]
I wish to ask to you, all of you who might know the answer... could you please tell me, what is a son? How... how does having a son feel? Please...
[The feed cuts abruptly.]
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Date: 2011-07-04 11:53 pm (UTC)Not only because I'm male, but... [His calm expression takes on a bittersweet one.] But also because I don't think I'll ever be a father.
[He raised his younger siblings, sure... But raising your own children had to have a different feel to it.]
Do you have any children, Beatrice? [He tilts his head.]