☾ 003 | audio | day 447

[fuckingwolverine]

[Hey, Asgard. Have you ever had to hear a terrified feral six-year-old throwing a tantrum?

Unfortunately, you're about to.

For Lilly, forgetting Asgard memories had been disquieting-- it felt funny, and it was always confusing when they suddenly came rocketing back to her. But now she's periodically forgetting Mama and her sister, and that? Is just not acceptable.]

Mama! No! Victoria! Mama, Mama, Mama, Victoria, Mama!

MAMA!

[There's the sound of small palms slapping the ground in frustration.]

Stop now! Help! Come-- come back!

[She smacks at her bracelet display, and the feed ends there.]

Comments

Action!

[itistolaugh]

[Harley is rifling through cabinets looking for something she can make. Apple slices and peanut butter. Good enough.]

Action!

[fuckingwolverine]

[Lilly approches, darting a hand out to pull at Harley's pant leg.]

Help?

[itistolaugh]

[Harley looks down at the kid. What is she supposed to do with this? Err.... she reaches down and pats Lilly on the head. Good puppy, no biting.]

Yeah, okay. I'll do, y'know. I'll try.

So what's wrong?