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[onlyalittle.livejournal.com]

Now you're just making stuff up.

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Aforementioned AU→

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ He ruffles mildly at the accusation, brows knit and unsure of how to react without Raven there to affirm what he's said. Humans, in general, were not his strong point; however this one seemed relatively harmless enough and he's brought it on himself by wandering so far out. ]

I'm not. [ He tucks his hands into his pockets, the tendrils of his own thoughts already beginning to root around. ] Blue eyes are quite a mutation.

[onlyalittle.livejournal.com]

[ Science was never one of Isla's strongest suits, but that's likely why she's arguing this. It's too easy, too unbelievable. She simply has to try to disagree, even if it's just for the sake of disagreeing.

She can tell she's struck a nerve already from her statement, keeping a hand free at her side for just in case purposes. All people are different, she knows this well from having such a large family, so she knows to be on guard, even if this person seems less than rude. ]

An' I'm sure being able to cook is another, right?

[ She's tempted to cross her arms to make a point here, but she doesn't. Her shoulders tense minutely and she raises a brow at him. She may not be good with science, but she's fairly decent with arguing. ]

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ He watches the posture, but his own doesn't change-- he doesn't have the proper filters for what should cause worry and fear, bothered by many of the wrong things. ]

Cooking is a talent. [ He clarifies as if she's simple, childlike, which in her views she was to him; despite the fact he's quite mental, he's also quite brilliant. ] A skill, you can learn.

You can't learn blue eyes.

[ohaicouch.livejournal.com]

[ Fiona shakes her head, moving the phone from one ear to the other. ]

Nope, I really am crashing on Aidan's couch.

[onlyalittle.livejournal.com]

How did you find him? Didn't he just... leave?

[ Isla is pacing a bit, confused and worried and not really sure what to make of that all. Of course, after that last question, there's a slight pause before she speaks up again, hardly giving Fiona the chance to talk. ]

Am I paying for the long distance on this, then?

[ohaicouch.livejournal.com]

Why yes, yes you are, sis!

[ Because... this is Fiona. ]

And I have my ways, I have a lot of brainspace that isn't being used. Finding brothers is a piece of cake.

[onlyalittle.livejournal.com]

[ She groans in frustration at herself, collapsing into her couch. No sense in wearing a line in her carpet over absolutely nothing, right? ]

Well, fine. A collect call from America... Has he talked about any of us, besides how badly you think he needs a better couch?

[ Isla the mindreader. She's good at that, right? ]

Aforementioned AU→

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ He ruffles mildly at the accusation, brows knit and unsure of how to react without Raven there to affirm what he's said. Humans, in general, were not his strong point; however this one seemed relatively harmless enough and he's brought it on himself by wandering so far out. ]

I'm not. [ He tucks his hands into his pockets, the tendrils of his own thoughts already beginning to root around. ] Blue eyes are quite a mutation.

[onlyalittle.livejournal.com]

[ Science was never one of Isla's strongest suits, but that's likely why she's arguing this. It's too easy, too unbelievable. She simply has to try to disagree, even if it's just for the sake of disagreeing.

She can tell she's struck a nerve already from her statement, keeping a hand free at her side for just in case purposes. All people are different, she knows this well from having such a large family, so she knows to be on guard, even if this person seems less than rude. ]

An' I'm sure being able to cook is another, right?

[ She's tempted to cross her arms to make a point here, but she doesn't. Her shoulders tense minutely and she raises a brow at him. She may not be good with science, but she's fairly decent with arguing. ]

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ He watches the posture, but his own doesn't change-- he doesn't have the proper filters for what should cause worry and fear, bothered by many of the wrong things. ]

Cooking is a talent. [ He clarifies as if she's simple, childlike, which in her views she was to him; despite the fact he's quite mental, he's also quite brilliant. ] A skill, you can learn.

You can't learn blue eyes.

[ohaicouch.livejournal.com]

[ Fiona shakes her head, moving the phone from one ear to the other. ]

Nope, I really am crashing on Aidan's couch.

[onlyalittle.livejournal.com]

How did you find him? Didn't he just... leave?

[ Isla is pacing a bit, confused and worried and not really sure what to make of that all. Of course, after that last question, there's a slight pause before she speaks up again, hardly giving Fiona the chance to talk. ]

Am I paying for the long distance on this, then?

[ohaicouch.livejournal.com]

Why yes, yes you are, sis!

[ Because... this is Fiona. ]

And I have my ways, I have a lot of brainspace that isn't being used. Finding brothers is a piece of cake.

[onlyalittle.livejournal.com]

[ She groans in frustration at herself, collapsing into her couch. No sense in wearing a line in her carpet over absolutely nothing, right? ]

Well, fine. A collect call from America... Has he talked about any of us, besides how badly you think he needs a better couch?

[ Isla the mindreader. She's good at that, right? ]