[Rose really, really, doesn't want anyone in the house to be remotely privy to--whatever's going to happen. Ectofamily and AU self or not, this is not for them to see.]
Halfway would be... ideal.
[She continues, hovering several inches off the ground at times, the way she does when she's too absorbed to control the god tier floaty powers. The day is bright and encouraging and hopeful, nearly the exact opposite of her mood.
And within a few minutes she'll be within sight of Roxy, nearly faltering when she sees her. Rose still sort of wants to run away, but she still puts one ballet slipper in front of the other.
And then all at once, here she is staring at her mother--when did they get to be on the same eye level?--and trying to remember to breathe. Video feeds never compare to the real thing, and Roxy Lalonde in the flesh is not someone that her daughter ever expected to see again.]
bahahaha :') no worries!
Halfway would be... ideal.
[She continues, hovering several inches off the ground at times, the way she does when she's too absorbed to control the god tier floaty powers. The day is bright and encouraging and hopeful, nearly the exact opposite of her mood.
And within a few minutes she'll be within sight of Roxy, nearly faltering when she sees her. Rose still sort of wants to run away, but she still puts one ballet slipper in front of the other.
And then all at once, here she is staring at her mother--when did they get to be on the same eye level?--and trying to remember to breathe. Video feeds never compare to the real thing, and Roxy Lalonde in the flesh is not someone that her daughter ever expected to see again.]
Mom.