[ ...your dad stand-in shouldn't bring a date anyway—
he'll pull her to the dark room then, fumbling with switches a bit until he's got the one he wants on; the pictures aren't anything spectacular, but they're not blurry, and they're pretty, at least.
some of them, she'll note, are from places higher than her brother'd be able to climb. ]
[... Some of them are certainly higher than she'd expect, and she wonders if someone helped him up, or if he floated himself up there in a casual use of his powers. The ones she still envies not having, a bit, but she's never let that stop her from climbing up places she had no business to be in.]
They're really good, Black. [He's getting good at something she liked once. Still likes to do, if it's an honesty day.] You're at least at the level I was when we were younger.
[No matter what he'd said then, they were just shots with no purpose.]
You were a lot better than I was, White. [ She still is. He thumbs through some himself, resting on a view from the tree of memories. ] ...but, uh... thanks. I'm still going to practice though, I want your pictures to be perfect. Just like Mom and Dad's were.
All I ask is that they aren't blurry. If I wanted a professional, I'd just buy one.
[Lord knows they have the money for it. White glances at the one he's paused on, leaning against him a bit to see it more. ... Pretty.]
Besides, Mom and Dad had video on their side! We don't. I think I'll see if Silver wants to try and grow something long lasting to represent it, though, that way it'll have a mark on the world outside of our memories. I did want to try a tree, but a sapling would be good enough.
...That'd suit you two. [ At least, he thinks it would. A tree, a sapling... ] I think he'd want to. He seems really into you—kind of like most guys you dated. Willing to do pretty much anything you asked.
[ it's occurring to him he doesn't know silver as well as he wants to. he knows him, but. not. quite. to the Big Brother Specifications. ]
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he'll pull her to the dark room then, fumbling with switches a bit until he's got the one he wants on; the pictures aren't anything spectacular, but they're not blurry, and they're pretty, at least.
some of them, she'll note, are from places higher than her brother'd be able to climb. ]
...So?
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They're really good, Black. [He's getting good at something she liked once. Still likes to do, if it's an honesty day.] You're at least at the level I was when we were younger.
[No matter what he'd said then, they were just shots with no purpose.]
Maybe you won't need to practice after all.
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[Lord knows they have the money for it. White glances at the one he's paused on, leaning against him a bit to see it more. ... Pretty.]
Besides, Mom and Dad had video on their side! We don't. I think I'll see if Silver wants to try and grow something long lasting to represent it, though, that way it'll have a mark on the world outside of our memories. I did want to try a tree, but a sapling would be good enough.
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[ it's occurring to him he doesn't know silver as well as he wants to. he knows him, but. not. quite. to the Big Brother Specifications. ]
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Not everything. And even if that was the case, I wouldn't let him. [...] Besides, it's... more like the other way around, I guess.
[Which is embarrassing to say outloud, she's realizing with the warming air she has to rein in.]
I owe a lot to Silver, there's not much that he can ask that I won't do for him.