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|Date of Scene=2021/08/20
|Location=Rahne Sinclair's Quarters
|Synopsis=Clarice and Rahne talk about the orphans on Genosha
|Cast of Characters=713,598
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:713|Rahne Sinclair (713)}} has posed:'''<br>Rahne is laying on the floor. She's not in dog form or anything, she's just on the floor. On her tummy, her left cheek pressed to the cool flooring, she lays there with her arms and legs spread. She may in fact not be wearing pants.<br><br>So, all in all, she's about as comfortable as a normal person can get. She's got her eyes closed, in her underpants, and is generally doing a whole lot of nothing. Which means it's the perfect time for someone to interrupt her.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:598|Clarice Ferguson (598)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Wouldn't you know? Someone interrupts her! There's a chime at the door - followed by the sound of Clarice's voice through the intercoms. "Rahne?" <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;You know one of the little perks of her week spent running the Brotherhood? She learned how handy it was to have a good notion of who was coming up and down from the Asteroid. Okay, maybe it was a little stalker-ish. ...but it was also handy. And it brought a little smile to her face whenever she saw that Rahne'd come back up. <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At the moment, she's dressed unremarkably in a pair of jeans, with a green blouse with 'cold shoulder' cut-outs, and a nice pair of stompy boots. Everyone needs a nice, solid pair of stompy boots. <br> <br>

:'''{{#var:713|Rahne Sinclair (713)}} has posed:'''<br>The groan that comes from Rahne is heartfelt and annoyed. She considers putting on clothes again, but the floor feels so goooood. "Are ye alone?" she asks, ready to deny entry if there's a boy present. Boys and underpants do not mix, damnit.<br><br>I can so swear.<br><br>"If ye be alone, th' door be open." Is the door open? She thinks it's unlocked. I don't want to get up from here. "Ah be dead, tell m' family they can hae my motorcycle."<br><br>Dangit, now I want a motorcycle.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:598|Clarice Ferguson (598)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Rahne must have programmed in the 'lazy setting' that automatically picks up the audio from inside the room after someone chimes you - whether you activate the system to talk back or not. Clarice catches 'Are ya alone? If ye be alone, th' door be-' and that's about it. Still, rolling her eyes in amusement, she triggers the door's entry pad before coming in. <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...are you still feeling a little tired?" she asks solicitously, before moving to join Rahne on the floor. <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Only she lays on her back, with her knees bent and her feet planted on the floor. One hand flops onto her stomach, and her other hand tries to find Rahne's. "This is nice," she remarks. <br> <br>

:'''{{#var:713|Rahne Sinclair (713)}} has posed:'''<br>"Dinnae want tae move," Rahne admits. Which Clarice might have figured out all on her own. Though she does turn her head, putting her OTHER cheek on the floor, so she can see Clarice more clearly. She only has her eyes half-open, and she's showing off her pale-ass legs and white socks. Woo.<br><br>"Nae tired. Jus' comfy." She slips her hand into Clarice's, then closes her eyes all the way.<br><br>Yes, Scots have pale skin. It's likely due to fearing the sun or being vampires or something. Rahne seems to have forgotten her promise to stay in hybrid form forever though.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:598|Clarice Ferguson (598)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Then we won't move," Clarice agrees, squeezing Rahne's hand. "Not for a while anyways." <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She lapses into a comfortable silence, letting out a quiet sigh as she stares up at the ceiling. <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Eventually, though, she remarks, "I did have something I wanted to talk to you about. But- I mean. If we're being //uber// lazy... I suppose it could wait? I mean. It's not //urgent//." <br> <br>

:'''{{#var:713|Rahne Sinclair (713)}} has posed:'''<br>A single eyelid creaks open. Rahne smiles, waiting for Clarice to get to her point. She's found that people tend to fill silence, and she's a grandmaster of shutting the hell up and letting others speak. So she looks at Clarice, her eyes happy, and waits for the girl to talk.<br><br>It shouldn't take long.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:598|Clarice Ferguson (598)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Clarice glances towards Rahne. Maybe she's fallen asleep? But no. Rahne is smiling at her, so Clarice smiles back. Well - she smiles back, then she scoots over just enough to give Rahne a peck on the lips, before looking back up at the ceiling again. <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Well. Cynthia came from that orphanage, right? I mean - I don't have the exact numbers. But there were 115,000 survivors on Genosha - most of them from the Braniac's bottle - and so many of them lost //everyone//, and that's- well. I think it's especially hard on the kids, and I don't know how I would have turned out if not for Mister Creed taking me, and mentoring me... It so important that these kids have someone who //care's// about them. Them specifically. You know? Just them." She lets out a sigh. <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I think we need to find a way to get all the kids a mentor. A big brother or sister. Someone who cares about them, and does stuff with them sometimes, and cares about if they get their homework done, you know? And I'm not really sure how to get enough people interested to get someone for every kid. <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"So I guess, umm... Will you mentor a kid? And you got any bright ideas on how to find another mentors for everyone?" As she finishes talking, Clarice turns her head back towards Rahne, watching her features for her reaction. <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yeah. No biggy, right? Just talking about the future and emotional well being of a bunch of children. <br> <br>

:'''{{#var:713|Rahne Sinclair (713)}} has posed:'''<br>This is serious. Serious enough to get Rahne to sit up, cross her legs, and try not to flash anything that would be better left hidden. She definitely doesn't consider this to be something to nap through or ignore.<br><br>"Well o' course ah will," she answers, "But d'ye think a' askin people one at a time be enough? Ye sound like y' need a country in order tae handle this size o' problem."<br><br>Whether she's right or not, she's actually thinking about the issue. Not writing it off as minor. But of course, to her there are no minor children.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:598|Clarice Ferguson (598)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"No, I don't think asking people one-by-one is going to be my best bet," Clarice agrees. She's still on her back, looking up at Rahne - a smile on her lips from that 'o' course ah will.' It's the answer she'd expected. "I'm planning on crafting some sort of message for the entire Brotherhood, but... well. Given the organization's history and roots, how many of them are really going to be interested in mentoring children? How do motivate them - while making sure they understand that this is for the children? I mean, I don't want to pay them to hang out with children. If they're going it for the wrong reason then... they're not going to do it right." <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She lets out another sigh. "Best I've got so far is to make sure folks know the Brotherhood'll foot the bill for any enrichment activities they do with their mentee. But it feels like... a weak attempt at fixing a big problem." <br> <br>

:'''{{#var:713|Rahne Sinclair (713)}} has posed:'''<br>Rahne bends forward and puts a kiss on Clarice's forehead. "Times lahk this ye gotta have faith," she insists. Then she gives the bad news. "Ye cannee save everybody, Clary. Comin from me, tha' be probably a surprise, ah ken ye, but ye got tae learn tha' one if ye want tae stay sane."<br><br>She leans onto her elbows, closer to Clarice's face, and thinks. "No...some folks got tae save themselves." One might wonder a moment if she's talking about the kids at all, or the Brotherhood members.<br><br>Or both?<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:598|Clarice Ferguson (598)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Clarice smiles up at Rahne, not seeming to be bothered by the other woman's words. "I know I can't," she agrees quietly. "But I'm going to try, so I can help as many of them as I can. You know? They're just kids. How're they supposed to save themselves?" <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She grins as she adds, "Plus, you know, planning on asking the X-Men as well. Bunch of do-gooders. Most of 'em'll take on a kid. Don't you think?" <br> <br>
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