TLV 2 - Video

[bodilesswarrior]

[A young Barbara, thirteen at most, is sitting in her wheelchair - but her legs are drawn up onto the seat, one arms wrapped around them. She has the look of a child who's keenly uncertain and doing their best to ignore it.]

Does anyone know whose chair this is? [She'd been drawn to it, and it feels oddly comfortable to sit in, but it can't be hers.]

Or what that turbulence was earlier? [Maybe that could explain all of the weird stuff in her room. Well, it feels like her room, anyway, and she'd made sure to check the door just in case.]

((I'll be tagging with flawedgem!))

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[flawedgem]

Mess hall? [Barbara's eyes rake the room again as she speaks.] Is this some kind of base?

[peektuttut]

No, not really. Have you been on a base before?

[flawedgem]

No. I've been to a police station, though.

[peektuttut]

Oh yeah? Getting into trouble, huh?

[flawedgem]

[A faint smirk.] Not yet.

My uncle's a cop. He took me to see. [It was one of those few times she was truly, completely distracted from her loss.]

[peektuttut]

[He's pretending to know none of this, because with her he thinks it'll make things easier.] What did you think?