036 - [Action/Voice]

[mydadsthedoctor]

[Jenny's back and she's awoken over by the mountains. She sits up so she can lean against the tree next to, but that's the extent of her movement as she looks out into the distance, or at least seems to.]

Could someone give me a hand getting back to my house? I think I might need it.


[[OOC: Yes, this is also the signal that I'm off hiatus.]

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[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

Ah, désolé. Laissez-moi essayer de le fixer.

[There, french now. Translation: "Oh, sorry. Let me try to fix it." Now give her just a minute while she tries to work it all out in her head and pull out the right language.]

Um, okay. I think I've got it again. Sorry about that.

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[Frowns for a moment, considering what she said and how to respond.]

...Pas de problème, Je sais que certains... je pense que.

[Being; "...no problem, I know some... I think". He's a little uncertain, and his accent is a little funny, but... we can manage some French.]

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[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

[Well, she's got the normal language down again, but not guarantees it won't happen again.]

You can speak some French, Yamato?

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[He sounds a little less than pleased about this development.] ...my grandparents are French.

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[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

[She can tell.]

Is something wrong with that?

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

...Grandparents on my mom's side. [He's not sure if he's explained the whole "my parents are divorced and I don't really like it" situation. ...We don't really talk about ourselves to many people.] I mean it's... not bad, I guess, I'm a fourth French anyway so I guess I should know the language, but it's... ...Not really something I'm excited about?

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[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

Do you not get along with your mum or something?

[Sorry Yama, but all that is just asking to have questions asked.]

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

...Not really. She divorced my dad when I was eight and it all kind of sucked.

[No worries, we're just going to be short and kind of clipped in tone.]

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[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

Divorced?

[Obviously not familiar with that term. Remember Yama, she's younger then you are.]

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

[Click; remembers that detail and frowns. How the hell to explain this...]

Married people-- adults that... love each other get some kind of legal bond that makes them related, kindasorta, and... I guess you could say mom and dad stopped loving each other so they got the paperwork nullified.

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[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

Perhaps that was for the best that that happened though. If they really stopped loving each other I mean.

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

Guess it's just hard to get since we're kids. ...you, and me and my brother.

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[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

[Hang on, did he just include her as a kid?]

I'm not a child.

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

Well-- I didn't mean that, but you're young. Plus I dunno if that stuff happened where you're from.

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[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

Young, yes. Child, no.

My planet was a war zone where there were hundreds of deaths each hour. There wasn't really much time for things like that.

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[toomuchhairgel.livejournal.com]

...my bad.

That's... rough. 'm sorry.

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[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

Not so rough when that's what you're used to. Honestly, we didn't even think about it back then. Life wasn't exactly considered important as long as we won the war. That's kind of how we were created to think, though get me wrong, I don't still think that, and I'm quite positive that the majority of those on Messa don't think that any longer as well.