11-07-2009, 11:19 PM
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Rurik's words seemed encouraging but she could not see past the fact no one had found her yet. Her blue eyes stared up at him, considering what her father looked like before the female of the pair knelt down nearby and spoke fondly of her father. She swallowed hard and listened, then looked to the male Russian. It would have been so much easier if he was indeed her father. She would have found him. Her eyes trailed away in sadness, wishing it were easier for her to handle. At three months old, she found it difficult to stay positive, even with their efforts in convincing her.
"He is... annerire," she explained at first, not realizing she spoke in Italian and thought nothing of it. Sometimes she had words for things in only Italian or French or English and crossing them were normal to her, there was no one around to correct her. "Ta-tall," she added, indicating his Optime form. It had been the only way she had ever seen him and her mother. "And has pantaloni, blue," she wrapped up and nodded, feeling as if she could see him directly in her mind. She didn't know what else to say in order to explain what her father looked like, she had no idea her brother was with him, she had no idea on whether or not he was alive or looking for her and she was only trying to cling to the last bit of hope she had.
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Rurik's words seemed encouraging but she could not see past the fact no one had found her yet. Her blue eyes stared up at him, considering what her father looked like before the female of the pair knelt down nearby and spoke fondly of her father. She swallowed hard and listened, then looked to the male Russian. It would have been so much easier if he was indeed her father. She would have found him. Her eyes trailed away in sadness, wishing it were easier for her to handle. At three months old, she found it difficult to stay positive, even with their efforts in convincing her.
"He is... annerire," she explained at first, not realizing she spoke in Italian and thought nothing of it. Sometimes she had words for things in only Italian or French or English and crossing them were normal to her, there was no one around to correct her. "Ta-tall," she added, indicating his Optime form. It had been the only way she had ever seen him and her mother. "And has pantaloni, blue," she wrapped up and nodded, feeling as if she could see him directly in her mind. She didn't know what else to say in order to explain what her father looked like, she had no idea her brother was with him, she had no idea on whether or not he was alive or looking for her and she was only trying to cling to the last bit of hope she had.