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[The PCD is set on a bedside table, so nothing is really the center of focus. The part of the window in view is carefully boarded up, and the bed is large and clean. And occupied.

Horst wakes the moment the sun is gone, just a twitch of the fingers at first and then a groggy mumble. He rolls onto his side, instinctively moving towards warmth. Yuca is next to him, though very much awake; the PCD can't see much of him at first, though.

Horst's arm snakes around Yuca's waist and pulls him closer.
]

Hey. Fancy meeting you here.

...House is quiet. What'd you do with the kids?

[He sees the blinking light, makes a face, and turns the PCD off]

Date: 2011-02-21 07:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] huntressrip.livejournal.com
[Somehow... she's not surprised to see her Uncle like this. That makes what? More than a dozen times that she can remember? It's probably more than that, but Rip really.. REALLY doesn't want to think about that.]

...Vill you ztop taking zhe PCD into zhe bedroom?

Date: 2011-02-21 07:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com
What if the house burns down? Who would I call for help?

[Sound logic, even though the truth is he usually just falls asleep while talking to someone on the network.]

Date: 2011-02-21 07:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] huntressrip.livejournal.com
[.. Logic? What's that? This is your trouble making niece you're talking to.]

Zhen you uze a different PCD. You all haf one.

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