[022. Do you wanna build a snowman?]

[lydiascreams]

[Open Video]
[When Lydia wakes up that morning her bed is much bigger than she's used to. Her room is the same, but different and it's colder than it should be at home.

Once the lights in her room are on, after she takes a peek out the door and doesn't find the rest of her house, she finds the phone there and has an urge to start the video.

She appears on the camera with hair uncharacteristically out of place, and still in her pajamas.]

Mom? Dad?


[Open Spam]
[Lydia decided to explore the place she's at. It's not grandma's house but she feels safe enough in this place and she knows her friends are out there. So she dresses herself and makes her way around the ship until she finds the deck. And snow!

She'll start with building a snowman.]



(ooc: Lydia is obviously affected. Replies will come from pricessariel. Although she doesn't remember exactly what happened or what the Barge is, she'll know if people she's friends with approach her and will be inclined to trust them.)

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[princessariel]

[Lydia isn't worried either. She wishes it was hot so she could go swimming but she's only played with snow once before, so she's happy, too!

She looks over at the girl and nods.]

Yeah, my fingers are getting really cold.

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[whatthefoxsay]

You need mittens. I had the best mittens in New York. They had little kitties on them.

[Before starting on the snowman though, she holds out her hands like a little cup.]

C'mere, give me your hands. I'll warm them up for you like Mommy does for me.

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[princessariel]

It doesn't snow at home.

[Lydia eyes the little girl for a moment, then holds out her hands to her.]

You're from New York?

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[whatthefoxsay]

[Nothing kitsune magical here; all she does is begin to rub her own hands very fast around Lydia's, creating friction and thus, warmth.]

Uh huh. Daddy teaches at the university. [She pronounces it 'oonavirsity'.]

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[princessariel]

[Lydia smiles when her fingers start to warm up again then nods.]

My mom teaches sometimes, but my dad doesn't like it.

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[whatthefoxsay]

[After rubbing Lydia's hands a bit more to make sure they're warm, she turns her attention to the snow once more, attempting to make the snowman's base as spherical as possible.]

Why? My dad has cool stories from history and stuff. Does your mom have cool stories?

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[princessariel]

[Lydia watches her for a moment, then starts working on the middle tier.]

She teaches chemistry. It's really cool, she can make experiments! There's a boy in my class who gave me an experiment book for my birthday.