Quote: "Tell me a story, a story about our daughter, what will she be like." He bounced her a little to keep her awake. He was struggling with it too.
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"Sozak. How's the investigation going on the accident with my brother?" Inoth asked.
"We got a transmission sating that there was an emergency, security code 4. But that code means weapons system failure, there were none on that ship."
"Whats 3 and 5 what if he miss typed it? He's not really that well versed in such things." Inoth insisted.
"Intruder for 3 and weapons malfunction or 5. Why?"
I have a good hunch Sozak. "What if they were taken and the ship blown?"
"We are till scouting the area." He assured.
Inoth grew frustrated. "Okay." He huffed then rubbed the back of Sarlaain's shoulder.
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"The Tiara was my grandmothers. She married a Duke. And their daughter was my mother, who married my father the Baron before me." He explained, taking it out of the case. The he handed it to her to play with.
(AAAAAND, I return, after two, long weeks of no BOTE!!! LOL! Miss me?!)
Azola's eyes began to droop, lower and lower. She could feel herself jostled by Hayden, but her mind involuntarily ignored the motion, allowing her to drift farther and farther into sleep's grasp. Opening her eyes again, she choked, "I don't know what she'll be like! I don't even know if I'll have her, at this rate!" before bursting into tears.
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Sarlaain looked on, her expression a mixture of worry, excitement, and hope.
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Pearl ran a finger along it's silver edge. "It's very pretty," she said softly, as if she thought her voice would crack a gem in it. She gently stroked the surface of a stone.