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Dream I ❄ video/action
[The video feed opens on a young boy sitting with his back to the carousel, staring curiously down at the device. His bright eyes blink, and he reaches up a hand to brush at the fringe of his auburn hair, grown long and a bit unruly. Strong, dark brows furrow, and his freckled nose wrinkles. He shakes his head and sets the device aside, offering a view of his outstretched legs.]
Meera? [A pause.] Jojen?
[He sighs.]
Summer? Summer, to me.
[Snuffling is heard, and the sound of paws scrabbling on pavement. And then a paw falls on the device, and the recording clicks off.]
[ooc: So uh, this child who looks like he can't be more than ten kind of can't, uhmm, walk. So someone might want to help him out.]
Meera? [A pause.] Jojen?
[He sighs.]
Summer? Summer, to me.
[Snuffling is heard, and the sound of paws scrabbling on pavement. And then a paw falls on the device, and the recording clicks off.]
[ooc: So uh, this child who looks like he can't be more than ten kind of can't, uhmm, walk. So someone might want to help him out.]
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[Or, y'know. Always.]
But if I'm not mistaken, and I so rarely am, she fancies you a rather handsome chap.
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I'm only nine. I'm not old enough to get married yet.
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