Swith Witherward wrote:Germanic Templars wrote:"This place that we are at right now. A research center." "I think they mean what's work." "Oh that? That's where people like me have to go and, well.... Don't know how to put it the right way but, it's where people like me have to do something for society and in return, we get money for it."
"Yes, yes there is." *he chuckled. He placed her on the table and opened the fridge. He pulled out some cheese and meat and threw them on the counter before walking over to the cabinets and checking for some pudding and crackers.*
"Can I watch?" Siduer asked. Sydney rolled her eyes and sulked. "Daddy, take me to the park?"
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Blythe scooted off the edge of the table and dropped to the floor. She opened the fridge in search of soda, climbing up the shelves to get to the bottle at the top.
"Siduer, dear, I deal with stuff that could harm you, so you cannot watch, sorry." "We'll go to the park in a minute, Sydney, please give daddy a moment."
*Superbia leaned back from the cabinet with a box of cookies in his hands to see Blythe climbing up the shelves.* "You know, if you wanted that, I could have gotten it."



