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Edward was bored already. The island had gone back to summertime-hot-like, and Ed had already gone splashing in the water, running along the beach and she'd put on and taken off each and every piece of her clothing that was normal again. And now she was bored. BORED-BORED-BORED-BORED-BORED. And lonely. Sure she had Ein and Faye-Faye, but the Spike-person was gone now. Ed liked the Spike-person, he was surly but he wasn't mean and he'd tried to look out for Ed when she first arrived.

She missed him. Ed didn't like missing people, it reminded her that she was always left behind unless she left first and here... here she would only be left behind. Someday Faye-Faye would go, too, maybe even Ein. And Hackerman and Chessmaster and... nope. Edward was not going to think about that.

Looking at the bookcase, she thought she saw something she could read on the top shelf and being Ed, getting a chair or a stool was just out of the question. Not when she could climb, so climb she did, scrambling up the bookcase like it was just another ladder and not even hearing the ominous creak beneath her feet.

Date: 2012-01-18 01:04 am (UTC)
chesspolitik: (Happily Scruffy)
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"Good," Anatoly smiled at her as he returned her salute. If she wanted to be a pilot then he could certainly play along with her. It would be a good thing for them both especially now that the island was back to normal.

"Toly-man is doing very well, over. Shall we get a book or fly around some more, over?"

Date: 2012-01-19 10:38 pm (UTC)
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There was always chess, of course, but Anatoly thought that perhaps they ought to do something different, just for a little bit. He couldn't quite say why only that it seemed like a parental thing to do and he was fond enough to consider Ed another addition to his quasi-adopted daughter list.

"I would be very happy to do something with you," he said. "I am all yours for the afternoon. What shall we do?"

Date: 2012-01-22 02:15 am (UTC)
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Anatoly would have been happy enough to do whatever Ed asked simply because he was fond of her. Being asked in Russian was just the cherry on top, so to speak and he answered her delightedly. "Swimming sounds wonderful. Shall we go to the waterfall or to the ocean?"

Date: 2012-01-24 12:55 am (UTC)
chesspolitik: (Happily Scruffy)
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"The ocean it is," Anatoly answered in Russian then repeated himself in English for Ed's benefit, She was quick and so it was hard for him to tell sometimes whether he was speaking too fast.

Date: 2012-01-26 12:42 am (UTC)
chesspolitik: (Restrained Amusement)
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Her glee was infectious and Anatoly simply had to smile fondly at her. "I do," he answered. "I didn't plan for swimming at all so I shall have to hope the box behaves for me."

Date: 2012-01-28 09:13 pm (UTC)
chesspolitik: (Happily Scruffy)
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Spending more of his days this way would not be a terrible thing at all, Anatoly thought as he squeezed Ed's hand and let her lead the way. He lived and breathed chess, yes, but he was finding he was enjoying be a father just as much.

Date: 2012-01-29 01:52 am (UTC)
chesspolitik: (Side Smile)
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Anatoly gingerly rooted around through the box and was rather pleasantly surprised to find a pair of red swim trunks that weren't too objectionable.

"And so we have swim suits without an epic adventure," he said in amusement. "Shall we go change, get some towels and head off?"

Date: 2012-01-30 11:12 pm (UTC)
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Anatoly laughed softly at her enthusiasm and took the opportunity to go change into his own suit. When he came out of the restroom, he found Ed there with the towels. They both had their suits and their towels so there was only one thing left to do.

He grinned and held out his hand. "To the ocean we go!"

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