Crossover Chick

You know your whole journal is centered for some reason? I wanted to reply sooner but I hadn't thought of an idea.

Anyways, one of the Victors catches Erik at the piano plucking out No One Would Listen (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rgf2gmW-l5o&feature=youtube_gdata_player and I hope that works cuz YouTube is blocked on work's computers so I had to copy the url from Gadget's app).

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docsgirl.livejournal.com

O.o? *doesn't see any sign of mass centering*

And yeah, it works, no worries. What a sad little song. :(

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It's me, apparently, and I've no idea why. *bites LJ*

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docsgirl.livejournal.com

I'm betting someone on your friendslist had an HTML fail somewhere and somehow it affected the whole page. I've seen it happen. *pokes LJ*

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Victor's a little surprised to hear someone at the piano -- he's not used to anyone besides himself playing. He wanders over to the corner where it sits, initially thinking it's Butterfly Boy taking a turn at the keyboard. He's surprised again to find Erik sitting there, playing a rather mournful yet very beautiful tune. He stays silent for a moment, just watching the other man play. "T-that was -- very nice," he says once Erik's finished.

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Erik jumps slightly due to not hearing Victor approach, then relaxes slightly when he realizes who it is.

"Thank you," he says quietly, absently playing random notes that seem to still sound like music (it made sense in my head). "That is one of the songs I wrote after my first meeting with Lisa...before I met Christine." His voice breaks slightly remembering what he'd gone through but he composes himself quickly. He looks towards the boy and says very sincerely, "I wanted to thank you."

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"Ahhh," Victor says with a little nod. "It's lovely."

Victor tilts his head a little, confused. "T-thank me? For what?"

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"On Halloween," Erik explains, "I did not wear my mask under the assumption that, as it was All Hallows Eve, it would not trouble me as much if my deformity frightened someone." (Somewhere, AL is screaming "IT'S NOT A DEFORMITY!!" at the air.) "Although I kept to the shadows, I know I was seen and I want to thank you for not...'making a big deal out of it' as Lisa would say."

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"Oh -- you're welcome, then," Victor says, smiling. "It really wasn't a big deal -- not to us." He briefly considers joking about how Emily doesn't even have any flesh on her arm and nobody makes a big deal out of that, but decides against it -- he doesn't want Erik to take it the wrong way.

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"It is 'a big deal' to me," says Erik. "I spent a great many years being feared and loathed by everyone. To find someone who isn't Lisa and isn't a sentient animal who will accept me for who I am means a great deal to me." He's referring to the unicorns, et. al. on Alnilam.

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Victor isn't quite sure what to say. He feels sympathetic to Erik's situation -- he's just not sure how to put it into words. "I'm -- sure it does," he finally says. "I'm glad you feel comfortable around us. We do our best not to discriminate."

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"And for that," he says, "again, I thank you."

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"Again, you're welcome," Victor replies with another smile. "You'll always be welcome here."

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I've just brought the baby to the muse house for all to see. Come on over and say hi! :D

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Well, naturally, the muses are the first to respond. Specifically, HatterDoc, who is quite curious about this tiny little person. "Hello there," he says, looking upside-down at her.

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Anita stares up at this strange purple person, eyes wide. I say, "Hiya, Hatter."

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HatterDoc waves at her. "Hi," he replies. "I would assume this is the little one. You can't get much littler than that without Drink Me."

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I laugh. "She was a lot smaller when she was born. She was 7lbs. when she was born. She's probably closer to 15 now. I'll find out on the 19th." I look around. "Where's everyone else?"

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"Aha!" HatterDoc looks around as well. "I'm sure they're around -- it's a big house, after all."

Sure enough, there's TeenDoc coming down the hall, Fetch at his heels. He pauses as he sees Lisa. "Oh, hi. What brings you by?"

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I turn so he can see the baby. "Someone wanted to come and say hi." Anita coos.

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"Awww! Hi there," TeenDoc says, offering her a finger.

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Anita promptly grabs onto that finger and proceeds to try to put it in her mouth. "I hope your finger is clean," I say. "She likes to put things in her mouth now."

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"Don't worry, I wasn't working on any experiments recently," TeenDoc assures her, watching as Anita gives him a taste.

The other muses are coming out of the woodwork now. TieTwisterVictor approaches, looking both curious and shy at the same time. Kids aren't really his area of expertise.

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At this point I've taken a seat because this kid is heavy! It takes a couple of seconds to pry TeenDoc's finger out of her grip but it's doable.

"Hey, Victor," I say, noticing the skinny bloke. "She won't bite, you know." I pause and consider that. "Well, as long as you don't let her get a hold of your fingers she won't." I grin.

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"I k-know, it's just--"

"It's just a baby," NoTril Marty assures him, patting his back. "Not an alien from Zortox 3 or something like that."

"And even if she does get your fingers, she's really just going to gum them," TeenDoc adds, looking at his drool-covered digit for a moment before wiping it off on his vest.

"I'd prefer for that not to happen either," Tie-Twister says, before waving at Anita. "Hello young miss?"

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"So don't offer her your fingers," I say as Anita gives Victor a grin. I chuckle. "She thinks you're funny."

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Victor blushes as Anita smiles at him. "Well -- good," he says, waggling his fingers at her -- though out of reach of her little grabby hands, of course.

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Anita giggles and I shift her in my arms. "Anyone want to hold her?"

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The boys pause and look at each other nervously. Playing with the baby is one thing -- but holding her? None of them are familiar with little ones, and nobody wants to drop her.

After a moment, though, OckDoc steps up. "I'll give it a try, if you show me how," he says, tentacles waving a bit behind him. His reasoning is that he's got four extra arms for a firmer grip, so to speak, so he's the best bet.

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I give a slight giggle at their nervousness but do understand their plight. I hold Anita properly in my arms, supporting her head although she's at that point in her life where she loves to sit up more than lay down.

"Just like this," I say. "She might wiggle a little cuz she's a wiggle worm but don't be afraid to have a firm grip on her. She's tougher than she looks. She likes to sit up, too, so if you want you could also hold her like this." I hold her so she's sitting upright on my lap facing outward so her head is against my chest if she chooses to flop it, which she probably won't.

Anita herself finds the movements hilarious and she's babbling up a storm while sucking on two fingers.

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OckDoc (and the tentacles) study the technique. It looks simple enough. . . . "All right," OckDoc says, holding out his arms to take the baby. He's careful to copy what Lisa does as exactly as he can. Verne snakes around him and under his arms to provide a little extra support. "Hi there," he says as he gets Anita settled.

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Anita smiles big up at him. She seems to enjoy it. She babbles and giggles and shouts a little and gums on her two fingers.

"She likes you," I say. "Didn't V give you guys kids in the future? You don't have, like, the memories from that time or something?"

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OckDoc chuckles, the tentacles winding around him and watching the kidlet. "Oh, she's cute," he says, the boys nodding along.

He and the other muses shake their heads. "We're all present day, so to speak," VampDoc explains. "From the present fics only. I think she thought it would be confusing to have us remember things that haven't happened yet."

"After Alice's experience over at the Inkwell, I think I agree with her," RolePlayDoc adds.

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"Everyone says that." Which is true. She basically makes everyone she meets fall in love with her.

"Oh," I say to VampDoc and the others. "Huh. I guess I see what you mean. The version of AL that hangs around you guys has a vague idea of what's gone on throughout her time line, past and future...what's not blocked by amnesia, anyways...though she kind of chooses to ignore it. She's good at that."

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