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[c_zacatechichi]

Characters: mellifluently & c_zacatechichi
Date: March 14th
Summary: Sisters being sisterly
Warnings: Only fluff.

[Guess who is lazing out front of her house on a blanket.]

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[c_zacatechichi]

[Mahalia is a credit to her lovely mother, lovely and romantic, but delicate. She pets the girls hair as she makes note of her immediate circle.

The one she points to, Jast, is clearly not in their bloodline, big blue eyes, black hair, pale skin, but he certainly doesn't look unwelcome in his place upon the wall.]

Yes... your... father.

[It takes her a moment to dredge it all up, but he is on Mahalia's mind often, even if she often refuses to say as much.]

[mellifluently.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[She smiles up at Fela.]

Godfather, but he helped raise me, and he taught me to sing.

[Really, she considers him to be something of a godfather to all of Acacio's children, even if he hasn't met or keep regular contact with many of them. She was sure he'd adore Fela, if he ever met her.]

That's his bed, from his home with the golems.

[She points at the bed in question, replicated just as faithfully as Acacio's wall of pictures, right down to the patterning on some of the pillow covers, the colours of the various blankets. She points over the other side of the room.]

And that's my mother's desk.

[She wonders how much of her mother's handwriting she'll find in the notebooks there, couldn't remember the entire contents, but maybe there were snippets, paragraphs here and there.]