breezing: (& comforting daddy.)
ikki talks like the wind. ([personal profile] breezing) wrote 2012-07-13 02:04 am (UTC)

Ummm. [ Hold on, daddy, she has to do some mental math, easily her least favourite kind. She counts backwards on her fingers. ] Six days ago! Right after - [ The announcement about Luke's death, but she cuts herself off. She doesn't want to mention that. He'd be back in one more day, then, if the one-week rule held true. ]

Anyway, they're to protect me, so I'm okay. Besides, we're in the town, and I know lots of people. No one's going to hurt me here, and I'm not supposed to go out into the forest or anything without someone, so. [ She recites the last part like the house rule it is.

And then pulls herself higher into Tenzin's hold so she can peer over his shoulders. ]
Your life is yellow, daddy! Wo-ow, mine're sort of yellow, but not that colour.

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