Entry Twenty-Seven [voice] [locked to Mom, moderately hackable]

[dreamermoa]

[Her voice is a little ragged, hoarse. She's been crying far too much.]

Mommy...?

Are you there?

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[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

The government...run by the Patrician...

[glances up at her, sleepily.]

Are you from..."Earth"?

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[mindovermanners.livejournal.com]

[She nods. Once.]

London, England, of the planet Earth. It feels very strange to say that.

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[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

London, England...

[ponders. Leans. Closes her eyes.]

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[mindovermanners.livejournal.com]

Moa...

Can you tell me all you remember about where you are from? [She lightly continues to stroke her hair.] I am very curious.

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[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

Umm...

[She shifts a bit, cuddles closer. Sleepy.]

Umm...I dunno....