smallestopener: (older eyes closed)
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Ingress had a brilliant birthday. She’s eleven. Eleven is nearly grown up! It’s also the year when children in the stories she’s read come into their own. Adventures begin, schooling starts, worlds are saved… she can hardly wait to see what will happen next.

Her party earlier was such fun. Door was almost nice to Puck; Ingress had worried a little about that after she invited him. But he was very nice and charming, and Tom was nice, too, and Puck helped Ingress steal lots of roses off the cake while Havelock talked to Tom and Door, and it was brilliant.

She ate far too much icing sugar, but Tom had the peppermint potion waiting for her when the party was over. She feels much better now. And she’s eleven!

It sounds so good in her head. Eleven, eleven, eleven.

She should have asked Mary to stay the night with her, she thinks, as she tosses and turns. She’s never going to fall asleep, even with staying up past her bedtime. Tom and Door insisted she go to bed after she started yawning. They can be so silly sometimes.

She tosses one more time, and she thinks, again, how impossible it will be to go to sleep tonight. Her eyelids flutter and close. It is not long before she’s deep in dreams.
gonna_live: (the kaylee seal of approval)
From: [personal profile] gonna_live
Kaylee's dress -- in the layer-cake style -- is the color of Tonks's hair, and her scarf is a deep, deep purple. "Nĭ hăo, xiăo mèimèi." There's a parasol, and she's twirling it, making the red and green and yellow and white swirl. "What's the news?"
gonna_live: (she fell in love with a drummer)
From: [personal profile] gonna_live
"Oh, me?" Kaylee laughs. "This is how I always am. It's just that most folks don't see it."

She points. "See?" One of the robots is also wearing a dress. It may not have been a moment ago.
a1enzo: (just a little kid)
From: [personal profile] a1enzo
There's a sprite playing by the fire, which is made of shifting pixels, which are hovering ice cubes. The pixelated fish swim around them, unfazed.

Enzo is no older than four, by human reckoning. The building blocks he's playing with are each made of four cubes, connected in different configurations. He's building a wall, but he never gets it more than four units tall without it collapsing.
a1enzo: (just a little kid)
From: [personal profile] a1enzo
"Thanks!" Enzo does not seem surprised by her colour. "With your help, I'll win for sure!"

Apparently you can win at stacking blocks. Who knew?
agloriousthing: (singing)
From: [personal profile] agloriousthing
A Pirate King starts singing from rafters that are almost a mast, "Oh it is, it is a glorious thing to be a pirate king!"

Then he leaps down to bow at her feet as the music swells around them,

"Happy Birthday, fair lady."
agloriousthing: (announcing)
From: [personal profile] agloriousthing
The Pirate King beams at her as he takes it, "Thank you, the hate suits you."

Then he looks up to a far horizon that only he can see,

"A sail is on the horizon. To piracy with cake!
gorgonfondness: (babeh dragon yey!)
From: [personal profile] gorgonfondness
There's a hook in the fireplace.

If Ingress follows the hook, she'll find it's attached to a fishing line, attached to a fishing pole, and held by Mia. She's in a yellow sundress and sitting on a dock, though how the Meribian Sea underneath it (and is that Nall swimming in the waters?) is a mystery.

"Ah, hello, Ingress!" she calls. "Happy birthday!"

When she reels in, she lands a huge bass. This gets dangled over the huge dragon's nose and he unhooks it with his mouth before scarfing it down.

"Birthday girl want a ride?" he asks in a friendly growl.
gorgonfondness: (flying with Nall)
From: [personal profile] gorgonfondness
Mia gets up from her spot on the dock and gives Ingress a hug, careful not to hook her with her fishing line.

"Here, up you get," she says, giving the birthday girl a boost up onto Nall's fuzzy neck.

With a great splash, Nall takes off out of the ocean and they soar over the landscape, dotted with labels, borders, colors, some of London Below, some of Lunar, some even of Milliways, and all places precious to Ingress.

"Hang on tight!" Mia calls against the wind and Nall takes them into a corkscrew.
stilljustandrew: (odd smile v1)
From: [personal profile] stilljustandrew
"Hey, Ingress."

It's Andrew, sitting at a table behind a huge pile of books. He's got a gigantic milkshake sitting at his elbow, in a transparent glass; it's layered, in stripes of pink and green and rich brown and creamy white.
stilljustandrew: (neutral)
From: [personal profile] stilljustandrew
"Noo," he says, examining it a little doubtfully, and then nodding more firmly. "Nope. Just deliciousness. Want some?"

There are two curly straws in the glass; one blue, one purple.
the_lioness: (Globes and maps)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
Alanna unbuckles her swordbelt and places it on the rug near Ingress, then settles herself with far less care. "Where shall we go next, Lady Ingress of the House of Arch?" As she asks, she flicks her hand in the air and unrolls a map of Tortall that looks far too large to fit up her sleeve. It is old, yellowed and smelling dusty with age, but it moves and shifts with images not unlike her wizarding photographs.

Photographs that have completely captured the attention of the Lioness' daughter. "Oooh. I quite like her hair," Grace says, pointing to Tonks. "And I thought we said we were taking her to Port Caynn?"

"Port Caynn is nice," Thom remarks, appearing on Ingress' other side. His smile is gentle and a little shy.

Jamie's isn't. He thrusts a milkshake at Ingress and grins. "They've got lots of ships there. And maybe pirates!"
the_lioness: (Smile)
From: [personal profile] the_lioness
"Cheese," says Grace, immediately. The look she gives the camera is vaguely calculating, as if she's trying to decide what to do with it if it doesn't produce an image that meets her high standards. Alanna ruins it by ruffling her hair, which makes the girl sigh in frustration. "Ma. It was perfect, and now it's all messed up."

"You'll live," the knight grins.

"Yes, for eternity," a wave at the camera, "looking like this."

"It is a shame about her face," Jamie jokes to Ingress.

"Yours is very similar," Thom points out. "I don't know that it's at all effective to tease her about it since that is the case."

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