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[cold_dry_pieces]

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[A flash of white, a burst of static. The feed comes on at on odd angle, showing an unremarkable City ceiling. The device, knocked off a counter, rolls a little, angling up from the floor to show a boy climbing up onto a chair so he can reach the kitchen cabinets. He knocks over a couple of boxes but manages not to break anything, before gingerly climbing down with a bowl in hand. This he sets on the counter, shuts the door, then shoves the chair back off screen. Tossing his dark hair out of his eyes, he comes back for the bowl and vanishes from the video, which stays trained on the now-closed cabinet until it times out.]




|[ooc; small Biney is small! replies from all_he_saw ]|

Comments

[synanthrope]

No little brother?

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

You seen him?

[synanthrope]

No. But I know about him.

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

He's not here 'cos it's my dream. I think.

[synanthrope]

It wouldn't be very polite for him to come into your dream, would it?

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't mind.

[synanthrope]

I wouldn't mind my brother, either.

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

You have a little brother?

[synanthrope]

I have a big brother.

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[He thinks on this a moment.]

Does he take care of you?

[synanthrope]

That's what older brothers do.

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh! Good.

[synanthrope]

One day your brother will know that.

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

He's only little.

[Obviously, Biney is not little himself.]

[synanthrope]

You're little.

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

Am not.

[synanthrope]

Small, then?

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

I'm the big one.

[synanthrope]

You take care of him.

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

Yeah!

[synanthrope]

Who takes care of you?

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

Mom.

[synanthrope]

I don't have one of those.

[all-he-saw.livejournal.com]

Everyone has a mom.

[synanthrope]

Mine left me when I was a baby.