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kaisou2022-02-26 12:58 am
escuchando) wrote in kaisou2022-02-26 12:58 am
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[CLOSED] Family means nobody gets left behind
WHO: Dolores and Bruno Madrigal
WHERE: Casita
WHEN: Some time late February
WHAT: Breakfast!
WARNINGS: Noted as required
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[Meal time was always family time in the Madrigal household, and breakfast was no exception. Abuela insisted on such things and although Dolores had never truly minded it - she does love her family, after all - being in Kaisou has given her the opportunity to experience something truly novel.
Sleeping in.
Though it isn't an indulgence she lets herself have too often, this morning she wakes up late and stretches the last threads of weariness out of her body before she gets up. With Tía Julieta around it's all but guaranteed that no one will ever go hungry, so of course there is something left for her to eat. But when she hears in a passing comment from someone walking by that Bruno had also not been present at breakfast, she needs only a moment to consider her options.
Bruno's door had been a forbidden thing for almost as long as Dolores could remember. Never spoken of, it was as if everyone tried to ignore that it existed. And going through it? Unthinkable, until Mirabel had done just that. Now, it glows in the same soft way as every enchanted door in the house and although she feels a twinge of trepidation at doing so, she turns the knob and pushes the door open.
And beyond... a curtain of sand that parts in an almost friendly manner to let her through when she approaches. A wide, open hall, a bridge, and--]
Ay Dios mío.
[Stairs.
And it's so high! Would he even hear her if she called out?
But then-- ah, wait! Call! Dolores pats the pockets of her skirt quickly and pulls out the funny little communications device that she was given on her arrival here. She prods at it until she finds her ongoing conversation with her uncle and then, looking up at the high... very high spiral of stairs, she calls him.
And, as soon as he picks up.]
Good morning, Tío. I'm-- uhm, in your room. At the bottom of the all of these stairs. Would you like to have breakfast with me?
WHERE: Casita
WHEN: Some time late February
WHAT: Breakfast!
WARNINGS: Noted as required
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[Meal time was always family time in the Madrigal household, and breakfast was no exception. Abuela insisted on such things and although Dolores had never truly minded it - she does love her family, after all - being in Kaisou has given her the opportunity to experience something truly novel.
Sleeping in.
Though it isn't an indulgence she lets herself have too often, this morning she wakes up late and stretches the last threads of weariness out of her body before she gets up. With Tía Julieta around it's all but guaranteed that no one will ever go hungry, so of course there is something left for her to eat. But when she hears in a passing comment from someone walking by that Bruno had also not been present at breakfast, she needs only a moment to consider her options.
Bruno's door had been a forbidden thing for almost as long as Dolores could remember. Never spoken of, it was as if everyone tried to ignore that it existed. And going through it? Unthinkable, until Mirabel had done just that. Now, it glows in the same soft way as every enchanted door in the house and although she feels a twinge of trepidation at doing so, she turns the knob and pushes the door open.
And beyond... a curtain of sand that parts in an almost friendly manner to let her through when she approaches. A wide, open hall, a bridge, and--]
Ay Dios mío.
[Stairs.
And it's so high! Would he even hear her if she called out?
But then-- ah, wait! Call! Dolores pats the pockets of her skirt quickly and pulls out the funny little communications device that she was given on her arrival here. She prods at it until she finds her ongoing conversation with her uncle and then, looking up at the high... very high spiral of stairs, she calls him.
And, as soon as he picks up.]
Good morning, Tío. I'm-- uhm, in your room. At the bottom of the all of these stairs. Would you like to have breakfast with me?
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She puts the tea together quickly and brings the teapot and cups back to the table, sitting down again with a soft exhale.]
I could ask you to tell me more about what I've missed, but... [Well, she knows almost all of it, doesn't she? Her lips purse for a moment and she shrugs.]
I don't know. You probably noticed I don't really talk a lot at meal times.
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There's not a lot to tell. You...probably know more than most people.
[Even all the ugly, horrible parts where he talked to himself in an attempt to break the silence around him- even if he didn't always have the...nicest things to say to himself.]
I did. I kinda assumed you were just...listening.
[Because that was Dolores. She never spoke, she listened. ]
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I suppose I was.
[Listening. Always listening. It's all she feels she ever seems to do.]
But I think... it's nice to talk, too. When there aren't so many people around. [And she has said it before, but she will say it again.] I'm glad you're here, Tío Bruno.
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Yeah, it is nice to talk. And...it's good to talk to you [That needs to be said!] I'm glad you're here too, Dolores.