"Gore!" Ianna shouts, making grabbyhands at 'Gore' the bantha, on the floor. "Gore!!!"
"Some day, you're going to have to learn to ask nicely," says Plourr, scooping the bantha up off the floor and passing him into her daughter's waiting arms, "and you," she thuds down on the couch beside Rial, "are going to have to learn to throw the aide instead of the comm."
She throws her arm across the back of the sofa behind Rial, and sprawls.
Ianna chews on Gror's foot, considering her mother with beady little eyes.
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Date: 2009-02-28 05:52 am (UTC)"Some day, you're going to have to learn to ask nicely," says Plourr, scooping the bantha up off the floor and passing him into her daughter's waiting arms, "and you," she thuds down on the couch beside Rial, "are going to have to learn to throw the aide instead of the comm."
She throws her arm across the back of the sofa behind Rial, and sprawls.
Ianna chews on Gror's foot, considering her mother with beady little eyes.