The Quebely had been moved in the night, but only so that it knelt to the floor and cupped it great metal hands together. There seemed to be a long swath of red silk hanging down from it's palm, which really wasen't so odd.
If you bother to look closer you may find..
Well, look at this! It's the Regent herself, curled up asleep in the hand of her mech. Her baby pink hair still twisted into layers of curlers, and her silken robe pulled around night gown.
If you are a newtype you might have felt some strange things in your sleep last night, sharpened nightmares, could this have something to do with it?
Do you dare wake the monster, or let sleeping dogs lie?
2] Later that evening, Haman is in her office, reading over paperwork, trying to forget the mortification of this morning. Mineva plays on the floor with her favorite new toy she got from Big Sister Cynthia for her birthday.
And yet her mind kept going back to it... I thought I had only dreamed those things. How then did I end up there...?
She cast a worried looked at the children she was sworn to protect. Haman wondered if she could protect this child from herself.
3][Locked to Sayla Mass]
Haman didn't want to do it, but she could not deny Char's concern. So Haman leaned her head into Medical, hoping this is where his precious little sister could be found.
"Excuse me?" Haman hesitated, she had never liked Med wards, not since she had become a newtype and been subjected to years of testing and prodding.
Just the sterile smell made her skin crawl. But Char would never forgive her if she didn't do this.