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Bishop woke early, a moment of surprise and scanning his surroundings before memory kicked in. Oh yeah... I'm staying with Shard for the holidays. Um. A tiny Shard, who don't remember anything since back when we was little kids... Damn Nexus.
He was still half-asleep as he hopped out of bed, so the fact that he actually had to hop didn't quite register on him; so long as the Brobdigngagian furniture around wasn't looking as if it was about to attack, it got paid little mind either. It wasn't until the doorknob that it hit him.
...
Why the hell was he reaching UP to the doorknob? For that matter, why did he have to get on his toes to wrap his hands around it?
That's when he started REALLY noticing his surroundings. Or rather, his new perspective thereon; everything looked a LOT smaller when you were a grown-Bishop's size. And look at his hands; they were absurdly tiny! And his feet! He must've gotten shrunk some how, or..
"%@#@$%ING NEXUS!!!!!"
He was still half-asleep as he hopped out of bed, so the fact that he actually had to hop didn't quite register on him; so long as the Brobdigngagian furniture around wasn't looking as if it was about to attack, it got paid little mind either. It wasn't until the doorknob that it hit him.
...
Why the hell was he reaching UP to the doorknob? For that matter, why did he have to get on his toes to wrap his hands around it?
That's when he started REALLY noticing his surroundings. Or rather, his new perspective thereon; everything looked a LOT smaller when you were a grown-Bishop's size. And look at his hands; they were absurdly tiny! And his feet! He must've gotten shrunk some how, or..
"%@#@$%ING NEXUS!!!!!"
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Date: 2008-01-08 11:13 am (UTC)From:When she heard someone else moving around, she got up and padded that direction, then blinked. "You shouldn't use words like that." It wasn't the first time she'd heard it, of course. But Grandma had told her that she wasn't supposed to repeat them.
((Sorry, first chance all day!))
Date: 2008-01-09 02:32 am (UTC)From:...She was gonna laugh her fool head off!
Oh well. She had to learn sometime, right? May as well take his licks now.. He opened the door, mini-thumping on out to look her right in the lack of eyes. ...It didn't help that he had to look up at HER, too.
"I think I kinda got reason, Sis."
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Date: 2008-01-09 03:24 pm (UTC)From:Still hugging, because... Well. Does he really need a reason?
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Date: 2008-01-09 09:05 pm (UTC)From:He still manages to smile and cup her cheek, though. "It's still worth it in the end, to be with family."
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Date: 2008-01-10 08:42 pm (UTC)From:"I dunno what makes that so special." Because she, as far as she knows, IS five. Her expression brightens, though, at the cheek touch. "Of course. 'Cause we have to look out for each other."
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Date: 2008-01-10 09:08 pm (UTC)From:...He scuffs his foot a little, looking down. "Think you can help me get better, though?"
Note: Bishop has no real intentions of having her do more than is absolutely necessary. To him, this is a good way to keep an eye on her, work on fixing himself, and keep her from feeling babysat, all in one! GENIUS.
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Date: 2008-01-10 09:13 pm (UTC)From:She grins, nodding enthusiastically. Yeah!" She hugs him tight again. "I'm not sure what I can do, but I'll do what I can!"
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Date: 2008-01-22 12:15 am (UTC)From:All right, looks like he's recovered. "Think we should go into the Nexus, okay? Had to be where it happened, prob'ly the only place to fix it. Let's go."
*One Quick and Humiliating Trip To The Nexus Later*
Bishop stormed in angrily, flouncing on his oversized bed. "HATE the Nexus. An' I was NOT POUTING!" He totally was. And is.
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Date: 2008-01-22 12:24 am (UTC)From:She walks over and climbs onto his bed, patting his back. "They said it would probably wear off."
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Date: 2008-01-23 12:11 am (UTC)From:He's still grumping, of course, but there is a slight comfort that he's not going through it alone... "Yeah, but the best they had t' come up with was 'give it time.' That's like saying 'Stop pickin' at it!'"
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Date: 2008-01-23 10:12 pm (UTC)From:She shakes her head slowly. "I dunno. Maybe there's nothin' you really can do 'bout it."
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Date: 2008-01-28 04:00 am (UTC)From:"We could still try lookin' around at other places. I'm not gonna be much use to my job like this, so's may as well... Sides, this is Hawaii. In the past! Don'cha wanna go exploring?"
>:3, miss.
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Date: 2008-01-28 06:49 pm (UTC)From:She looks out the window, chewing on her bottom lip. "Hawai'i? Is that where we are?" She only knew it as where Mister Alfred and Bruce were, after all. "I've only been told not to go too close to the water."
Not that she would. Water was dangerous.
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Date: 2008-01-31 06:01 pm (UTC)From:"We could have fun an' look around, at least."
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Date: 2008-01-31 06:47 pm (UTC)From:And Bishop. Shard can't swim. Scuba would be a bad idea.
She grins, though, bouncing a little. "You're sure it's safe? The water, I mean." It takes her a moment to wiggle down from the bed.
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Date: 2008-02-06 04:50 pm (UTC)From:"Yeah, I've done it before." He smiled. "It's REAL fun. We'll have to pick you out a swimsuit, though!" ...Crap, and one for him too! None of his will fit.
Okay, grab Shard by the hand; basic Buddy System techniques apply. (Also basic 'secret tracker you planted on her with a hug' techniques apply, but no reason to mention that.)
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Date: 2008-02-06 05:03 pm (UTC)From:"Okay!" Really, it sounds like fun to her. And all that water out there looks really nice. She grabs his hand, totally seeming to forget that she's actually taller than Bishop at the moment.
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Date: 2008-02-06 05:36 pm (UTC)From:Lot better than the grungy sludge-liquid she remembers hearing about, aye? Bishop takes the lead, and one quick time-break later, they're at a storefront shop with, *SIGH*, children's swimwear.
"Let's go in an' find something you like."
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Date: 2008-02-06 05:54 pm (UTC)From:It definitely is that and Shard bounces a little outside the shop. No, she definitely doesn't remember anything like this from the camps.
She steps inside, still holding tight to Bishop's hand as she looks around. No, she's pretty clueless about all this.
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Date: 2008-02-09 11:36 pm (UTC)From:Espying the counter-gal of the little place, he waves his hand a little to get her attention. "Excuthe me, mith, but could you pleathe help my thithter find a ruffle-free thwimthuit?" ..It was about halfway through that little speech that he realized what was coming out, the rest being managed on autopilot as he tried to stare at his tongue in horror.
Dear Xavier, it was getting worthe.
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Date: 2008-02-09 11:48 pm (UTC)From:Shard looked down at Bishop, brows pulled down. It wasn't horror, but more along the lines of, What IS that coming out of your mouth?
She bit her lip, looking up at lady. "Just somethin' simple." And cheap, probably. Did they even HAVE any money?
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