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[It had been a month. When Lisa had first started having the dreams, she simply brushed them off as a bad night. Then one bad night had become two, then four, until finally the nurse was running on very little sleep. Lisa had, of course, heard about this happening before--days being lost being followed by extremely vivid dreams--but her dehumanization wasn't something she wanted to bring up again. The nurse is working in the inn's kitchen at a time very few people should still be awake, absorbed in her thoughts, when Peony decides to have a little fun.
The feed opens up to...a leg. Those familiar with her first network post might think that perhaps Lisa's dropped her gear again until a soft, cheerful chirp is heard.]
Hap! Happiny, hap!
[It seems this little pokemon's seen others filming their trainers, and wanted to try her hand at it, too! Boy, does she sound proud of herself. With a tiny grunt, the camera's view moves up to a woman's face for the briefest of moments, and then swings alarmingly up to the ceiling accompanied by a panicked squeal.
Oh. Oh, right. Happiny are really round, aren't they?]
Are you okay? You just about gave me a heart attack...
[In a second, the gear and the pokemon are picked up. Lisa looks tired, as she often does these days, with purple-tinted pouches under her eyes.]
If only I had as much energy as you, Peony...
[She offers a weak smile before giving in to a yawn. Guess she'd better address those other night owls...]
So what do others do when they can't sleep?
[Lisa bends to set the Happiny down again, then straightens as she runs her free hand through her hair and sighs.]
Maybe I'll just...go eat some cereal.
[She had the strangest feeling that would make her feel better.]
The feed opens up to...a leg. Those familiar with her first network post might think that perhaps Lisa's dropped her gear again until a soft, cheerful chirp is heard.]
Hap! Happiny, hap!
[It seems this little pokemon's seen others filming their trainers, and wanted to try her hand at it, too! Boy, does she sound proud of herself. With a tiny grunt, the camera's view moves up to a woman's face for the briefest of moments, and then swings alarmingly up to the ceiling accompanied by a panicked squeal.
Oh. Oh, right. Happiny are really round, aren't they?]
Are you okay? You just about gave me a heart attack...
[In a second, the gear and the pokemon are picked up. Lisa looks tired, as she often does these days, with purple-tinted pouches under her eyes.]
If only I had as much energy as you, Peony...
[She offers a weak smile before giving in to a yawn. Guess she'd better address those other night owls...]
So what do others do when they can't sleep?
[Lisa bends to set the Happiny down again, then straightens as she runs her free hand through her hair and sighs.]
Maybe I'll just...go eat some cereal.
[She had the strangest feeling that would make her feel better.]
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Date: 2012-07-01 04:21 pm (UTC)[Spoiler, this may be the reason he himself can't sleep.]
Maybe a glass of water would help?
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Date: 2012-07-01 11:13 pm (UTC)Hmmmn. [Nope, not an answer--but she also wasn't responding to a question in the first place.
At the suggestion, she looks over to the fridge. Lisa's focus had just been on food. She'd forgotten that warm milk was often a solution for children who couldn't sleep. While she wasn't going to go that far, she does concede to the point that a drink might also be helpful.
Even as she makes her way over to the fridge, her main focus is on him.]
I don't believe I've tried that one, yet. Have you, Harry?
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Date: 2012-07-01 11:35 pm (UTC)A few times.
Actually...as much as I lecture Heather, my sleeping habits are just as bad as hers...probably worse sometimes. Most time I just work on writing or read a book.
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Date: 2012-07-02 01:26 am (UTC)Not very responsible of you, Mr. Dad... Do you want a glass?
[Since she's over here, and all.]
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Date: 2012-07-02 01:59 am (UTC)I know, it's one of her favourite things to remind me about.
Sure, if you don't mind. A glass would be nice.
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Date: 2012-07-04 02:45 am (UTC)You're a good father, though... I was never that close with my dad.
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Date: 2012-07-06 05:33 pm (UTC)[He takes the glass with a nod and a small smile.]
...Well I try to be. I never got a chance to be close to my own father. He passed away when I was younger.