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[victormakesart]

If you find yourself in a secluded corner of the Nexus, past the rhinestone statue of a... no one quite knows what that is, but it's blobby in shape. And perhaps not a statue at all. If you find yourself there, you might stumble upon a child's birthday party.

The birthday cake is pretty standard. It says: Happy 2nd Birthday Anya and Athena!

That's where the standardness ceases. Little Anya is dressed as Amelia Earhart, but she keeps taking off her hat, messy blonde hair static clinging up. Athena is dressed up as a toaster, keeping with the history theme, because that's in the history of mechanical doodads and Athena is a robot. It made sense to her papas.

Victor, for her part, is dressed up as Abe Lincoln, complete with a fake beard and a stovepipe hat. That is to say: she's being ridiculous, like usual. Anya is trying to tear the beard off, and Victor is leaning back out of reach of her tiny hands, laughing.

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[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, but it's bad. Bad that I treated him the same way I treat someone who has a knife on me in the alley. Words are my weapon and I need to use them wisely." With great jabbering comes great responsibility.

[chiron-survivor.livejournal.com]

Adia wants to say sometimes that's one and the same, which she means metaphorically, except that still sounds morbid even as a metaphor. "Sounds like you're owning it now. I hate conflict, personally. Will doesn't let me get away with agreeing just to agree."

[victormakesart.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, totally. Now, normally, I don't mind conflict. I'm a talker. Taking care of conflict is sorta what I do for a living. But when it's with someone I love, it's different."