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[papillio_tempestatis]

[Butterfly sighs a little. Anyone who saw that raccoon during the last grab-bag virus will remember the background, though not the angle. She's looking a little harried.]

I wish Two Fire Herb would get back from his trip soon. I realize he's our only link to the other cells, but really, it's dangerous, and it means I more or less have to watch all the children. It's lucky at least some of us are old enough to help.

((OOC: Butterfly is virus'd for truth or dare, so go ahead! Also possibly leading into canon starting in the near future.))

Comments

[sapphicthief]

Need a little help there?

[papillio_tempestatis]

It would be nice. But I'm afraid you'd stick out too much, love. Not many people here have hair or eyes like yours.

[sapphicthief]

I don't suppose you could take them all on a trip either, could you?

[papillio_tempestatis]

Heather, we're revolutionaries, not a daycare.

[sapphicthief]

You're stuck acting a little like a daycare.

[papillio_tempestatis]

It is hardly my fault that most of our members are young.

[sapphicthief]

How old are they?

[papillio_tempestatis]

The youngest is about five years old.

[sapphicthief]

No wonder your job is terrible.

[papillio_tempestatis]

They've mostly lost parents to the warlords' squabbles. Two Fire Herb finds them, usually.

[sapphicthief]

Is there anything I can do at all?

[papillio_tempestatis]

... I suppose you could come and help, if you wanted. You just couldn't wander around outside, really. You stand out a lot, after all. [Though there's a little smile there...]

[sapphicthief]

Any moment I spend in your company is well worth being stuck inside.

[papillio_tempestatis]

Mm, flatterer. But I can't say I object to spending time with you~