Dist isn't surprised to see Ion scuttle to his feet and attempt to follow. He lets out an irritated sigh, hastening his pace to gather his research and get out of his room. Heaven knows he didn't want a small and curious child - replica or not - mussing about with his personal belongings.
He emerges from his room with a book and a few journals under his arm, shutting the door behind him, just in time to meet the young replica. This was getting pretty irksome. He'd never signed up to be a literal mother hen.]
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Date: 2011-05-19 01:45 am (UTC)Dist isn't surprised to see Ion scuttle to his feet and attempt to follow. He lets out an irritated sigh, hastening his pace to gather his research and get out of his room. Heaven knows he didn't want a small and curious child - replica or not - mussing about with his personal belongings.
He emerges from his room with a book and a few journals under his arm, shutting the door behind him, just in time to meet the young replica. This was getting pretty irksome. He'd never signed up to be a literal mother hen.]
I'm right here.