Family Relations (Part Fifteen)
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Pyro yawned as he got ready for bed. The day had gone well, Baj had been happy enough with how he had acted yesterday to let him keep the power on, and he’d gotten a chance to message some of his friends again. He wasn’t looking forward to school if it meant he had to have a class with someone who would be prejudiced against him, but some things you just have to suck up and deal with, he thought.
He wondered briefly when his father would be told if he’d be sent back home or not, but he just shrugged, thinking that it would happen when it happened, and went to sleep.
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Today was Friday. Today was Friday and his damnable lieutenant said he’d get his answer today.
“Corporal Smith, you are going to wear a hole in the floor if you keep that up.” His lieutenant said as he appeared from around one of what seemed like an endless supply of corners this place had. He thought the barracks back home were bad; this place was a veritable maze. And not like that prison1, but a real one. And when had he started to think of the province as home, he wondered? He shook his head slightly to clear it before answering.
“Yes Sir! I…” What had they decided? That had to be why he was here, right? He really hoped that was why his lieutenant was here.
“At ease, Corporal.”
“Yes Lieutenant Williams.”
“We’ve got your answer for you, Smith."
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Lasairfhíona grinned to herself. They’d finally moved her into rehab, and said she was making good progress. Of course, the fact that she’d been interrupted several times by the police with questions on her family had nothing to do with her being moved into the rehab facility where no-one but the staff was permitted, of course not. And certainly nothing to do with the fact that the staff here really hated having the police show up, and wanted their patients to have rest and not be bothered…which had nothing to do with why she had chosen this hospital in the first place, oh no that would just be silly!
ring ring ring!
She stared at the phone for a moment. She knew that you didn’t need the room number to call her, just her full name, but still, she wasn’t really expecting to be called right now. Maybe it was her husband? That would be a nice thing, yes.
“Hello, this is Lasairfhíona…”
“Hello love. I’ve gotten the answer about being redeployed.”
“Oh! What is it?”
-----
Baj yawned slightly. It was around three in the afternoon now, and he was trying to stay awake with some coffee. Things were finally looking up; Paul seemed to be settling down nicely, even. Wasn’t sure how long past Monday that would last, but he’d take it for now, certainly.
ring ring ring!
He blinked at his phone, mildly confused as to why someone from Canada seemed to be trying to call him. Did he know anyone from Canada? He didn’t think so, but a faint thought was tickling at the back of his head, said to answer the call.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Baj? It’s me, Tom. I’m using the barracks phones.”
Oh! That would do it, yeah. He was in Canada, wasn’t he.
“Oh, hey Tom. What’s happening?”
“IhavegottentheresponsebackandIambeingsentbacktotheprovincerightawayIamsohappy.”
“Um, slow down there a bit?”
“I have gotten the response back and I am being sent back to the province right away, I am so happy.”
“Oh! That’s great news!”
That was awesome news, he was pretty sure Paul would be thrilled, and it might help to keep Paul grounded if he knew just how short of a time he’d have to suffer through school here, ha.
“Yeah! It’ll be a month or so before I’m all finished being processed, but I’ll keep you updated and let you know right away when Paul can come home!”
“Great! I’ll go let him know, you stay safe!”
-----
Pyro paced around his room, having finished his homework for the day and not having anything to do right away.
Perhaps it would be a good idea to get out his mp3 player; he’d been having it charge once the power was turned back on, and so it should be fully charged currently.
Before he could do that, however, was when Baj rather suddenly appeared in the doorway of the room.
“AAAaaaaa oh hello uncle.”
Baj appeared startled at his mild yelping and just sighed at him again. He wondered how often he sighed and if it was possibly to out-sigh oneself eventually. He wasn’t certain he wanted to find out what happened when Baj ran out of sighs, actually.
“I’ve just gotten off the phone with your father.”
News? News! Must be news!
“News?”
“Yes.”
“What is the news, please?” He was practically vibrating and bouncing up and down slightly right now, and was clapping his fingertips together softly at a very rapid pace.
News, news, news!
Baj stared at him for a long moment. Less staring, more news!
“He’s being reassigned to the province; it will be about a month. Which is good, less than the six months of deployment, instead.”
Home! Home sooner than when mum would get out of the hospital, yes. Or was she in rehab already at this point? He hoped so; maybe she’d get out the same time da would get home?
“He’s being sent home instead of kept?”
“He’s being sent back to the province, yes.”
Pyro was mildly annoyed at that. It wasn’t ‘the province’, it was his home!
“That’s awesome that he’s being sent home! Thank you for telling me!”
“Yup. You can go outside in the backyard for a bit if you want, I think Millbee is out back currently.”
“Thanks! Bye!”
With that, Pyro put down the mp3 player he hadn’t gotten a chance to turn on, and ran outside to run around and blow of the energy he rather suddenly had from the excitement of knowing he’d be going home sooner rather than later.
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Millbee blinked as the Pyro shaped human projectile jetted into the backyard and flopped over on the swings before starting to swing rapidly.
“Um, Pyro, you okay there?”
“Imfinethingsaregreatihavegottenawesomenewsiamveryhappy.”
“Uh…what?”
“My da’s being sent home instead of kept on deployment! Or maybe they just re-deployed him to home instead of keeping him? I don’t know, but he’s going home! So I’ll only be here for about another month!”
“OH!”
Well, um damn. What do you say to that? Was he supposed to be happy? He knew it was a good thing, but was happy right? He didn’t want to seem happy that Pyro would be leaving soon, after all.
“I’m, um…glad you get to go home?”
“Yeah! I mean, you all are nice enough and stuff, but I wanna go home. No offensive meant.”
Oh thank god.
“Yeah, yeah! That’s good, yeah.”
Millbee just laughed to himself as Pyro kept alternating between swinging and running around until he finally sat down on the swings and yawns, having finally ran out of the extra energy. And just in time for dinner, thought Millbee.
“Dinnertime!” Yelled Baj from the doorway.
“Coming!” Both of them said at once.
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Dinnerbone blinked as he was called to come down for dinner. Well, he certainly wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to eat in the dining room again.
“Um, okay.”
He hurried downstairs and noticed that all three of them were sitting in there, so it wasn’t just him being called in, it was Pyro as well.
Baj nodded as they served themselves out and as Pyro rapidly said…the lord’s prayer, was it? and waited for them to finish passing things out before speaking.
“Paul will be with us for about a month, my brother has been reassigned back to the province, and he’ll be able to go back there once Tom gets back and processed through.”
Dinnerbone thought that Pyro looked slightly annoyed at that, was it how it was worded? It certainly seemed to be because of the wording. Lots of things seemed to have to do with how things were worded; he wondered if you could tell where someone was from in the province by the words they used. Maybe you could, and they all sounded like they were unionists? Well, that would make sense, right? They were English (and Welsh!) after all.
“I’ll be making sure to get updates from him when I can, and will be letting everyone know how things are progressing.”
They all nodded at him before looking back down at the food.
“Ah, eat, eat.”
With that, all four of them dug into the food, being much happier now than they were this time last week.
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Notes, etc
1 http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Maze_Prison It had a ton of other names, and I swear, half of them are used as song titles, just to confuse a person on if it’s about the same place or not!
Link to part sixteen, warnings apply! - http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/635000.html#cutid1
Pyro yawned as he got ready for bed. The day had gone well, Baj had been happy enough with how he had acted yesterday to let him keep the power on, and he’d gotten a chance to message some of his friends again. He wasn’t looking forward to school if it meant he had to have a class with someone who would be prejudiced against him, but some things you just have to suck up and deal with, he thought.
He wondered briefly when his father would be told if he’d be sent back home or not, but he just shrugged, thinking that it would happen when it happened, and went to sleep.
-----
Today was Friday. Today was Friday and his damnable lieutenant said he’d get his answer today.
“Corporal Smith, you are going to wear a hole in the floor if you keep that up.” His lieutenant said as he appeared from around one of what seemed like an endless supply of corners this place had. He thought the barracks back home were bad; this place was a veritable maze. And not like that prison1, but a real one. And when had he started to think of the province as home, he wondered? He shook his head slightly to clear it before answering.
“Yes Sir! I…” What had they decided? That had to be why he was here, right? He really hoped that was why his lieutenant was here.
“At ease, Corporal.”
“Yes Lieutenant Williams.”
“We’ve got your answer for you, Smith."
-----
Lasairfhíona grinned to herself. They’d finally moved her into rehab, and said she was making good progress. Of course, the fact that she’d been interrupted several times by the police with questions on her family had nothing to do with her being moved into the rehab facility where no-one but the staff was permitted, of course not. And certainly nothing to do with the fact that the staff here really hated having the police show up, and wanted their patients to have rest and not be bothered…which had nothing to do with why she had chosen this hospital in the first place, oh no that would just be silly!
ring ring ring!
She stared at the phone for a moment. She knew that you didn’t need the room number to call her, just her full name, but still, she wasn’t really expecting to be called right now. Maybe it was her husband? That would be a nice thing, yes.
“Hello, this is Lasairfhíona…”
“Hello love. I’ve gotten the answer about being redeployed.”
“Oh! What is it?”
-----
Baj yawned slightly. It was around three in the afternoon now, and he was trying to stay awake with some coffee. Things were finally looking up; Paul seemed to be settling down nicely, even. Wasn’t sure how long past Monday that would last, but he’d take it for now, certainly.
ring ring ring!
He blinked at his phone, mildly confused as to why someone from Canada seemed to be trying to call him. Did he know anyone from Canada? He didn’t think so, but a faint thought was tickling at the back of his head, said to answer the call.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Baj? It’s me, Tom. I’m using the barracks phones.”
Oh! That would do it, yeah. He was in Canada, wasn’t he.
“Oh, hey Tom. What’s happening?”
“IhavegottentheresponsebackandIambeingsentbacktotheprovincerightawayIamsohappy.”
“Um, slow down there a bit?”
“I have gotten the response back and I am being sent back to the province right away, I am so happy.”
“Oh! That’s great news!”
That was awesome news, he was pretty sure Paul would be thrilled, and it might help to keep Paul grounded if he knew just how short of a time he’d have to suffer through school here, ha.
“Yeah! It’ll be a month or so before I’m all finished being processed, but I’ll keep you updated and let you know right away when Paul can come home!”
“Great! I’ll go let him know, you stay safe!”
-----
Pyro paced around his room, having finished his homework for the day and not having anything to do right away.
Perhaps it would be a good idea to get out his mp3 player; he’d been having it charge once the power was turned back on, and so it should be fully charged currently.
Before he could do that, however, was when Baj rather suddenly appeared in the doorway of the room.
“AAAaaaaa oh hello uncle.”
Baj appeared startled at his mild yelping and just sighed at him again. He wondered how often he sighed and if it was possibly to out-sigh oneself eventually. He wasn’t certain he wanted to find out what happened when Baj ran out of sighs, actually.
“I’ve just gotten off the phone with your father.”
News? News! Must be news!
“News?”
“Yes.”
“What is the news, please?” He was practically vibrating and bouncing up and down slightly right now, and was clapping his fingertips together softly at a very rapid pace.
News, news, news!
Baj stared at him for a long moment. Less staring, more news!
“He’s being reassigned to the province; it will be about a month. Which is good, less than the six months of deployment, instead.”
Home! Home sooner than when mum would get out of the hospital, yes. Or was she in rehab already at this point? He hoped so; maybe she’d get out the same time da would get home?
“He’s being sent home instead of kept?”
“He’s being sent back to the province, yes.”
Pyro was mildly annoyed at that. It wasn’t ‘the province’, it was his home!
“That’s awesome that he’s being sent home! Thank you for telling me!”
“Yup. You can go outside in the backyard for a bit if you want, I think Millbee is out back currently.”
“Thanks! Bye!”
With that, Pyro put down the mp3 player he hadn’t gotten a chance to turn on, and ran outside to run around and blow of the energy he rather suddenly had from the excitement of knowing he’d be going home sooner rather than later.
-----
Millbee blinked as the Pyro shaped human projectile jetted into the backyard and flopped over on the swings before starting to swing rapidly.
“Um, Pyro, you okay there?”
“Imfinethingsaregreatihavegottenawesomenewsiamveryhappy.”
“Uh…what?”
“My da’s being sent home instead of kept on deployment! Or maybe they just re-deployed him to home instead of keeping him? I don’t know, but he’s going home! So I’ll only be here for about another month!”
“OH!”
Well, um damn. What do you say to that? Was he supposed to be happy? He knew it was a good thing, but was happy right? He didn’t want to seem happy that Pyro would be leaving soon, after all.
“I’m, um…glad you get to go home?”
“Yeah! I mean, you all are nice enough and stuff, but I wanna go home. No offensive meant.”
Oh thank god.
“Yeah, yeah! That’s good, yeah.”
Millbee just laughed to himself as Pyro kept alternating between swinging and running around until he finally sat down on the swings and yawns, having finally ran out of the extra energy. And just in time for dinner, thought Millbee.
“Dinnertime!” Yelled Baj from the doorway.
“Coming!” Both of them said at once.
-----
Dinnerbone blinked as he was called to come down for dinner. Well, he certainly wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to eat in the dining room again.
“Um, okay.”
He hurried downstairs and noticed that all three of them were sitting in there, so it wasn’t just him being called in, it was Pyro as well.
Baj nodded as they served themselves out and as Pyro rapidly said…the lord’s prayer, was it? and waited for them to finish passing things out before speaking.
“Paul will be with us for about a month, my brother has been reassigned back to the province, and he’ll be able to go back there once Tom gets back and processed through.”
Dinnerbone thought that Pyro looked slightly annoyed at that, was it how it was worded? It certainly seemed to be because of the wording. Lots of things seemed to have to do with how things were worded; he wondered if you could tell where someone was from in the province by the words they used. Maybe you could, and they all sounded like they were unionists? Well, that would make sense, right? They were English (and Welsh!) after all.
“I’ll be making sure to get updates from him when I can, and will be letting everyone know how things are progressing.”
They all nodded at him before looking back down at the food.
“Ah, eat, eat.”
With that, all four of them dug into the food, being much happier now than they were this time last week.
-----
Notes, etc
1 http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Maze_Prison It had a ton of other names, and I swear, half of them are used as song titles, just to confuse a person on if it’s about the same place or not!
Link to part sixteen, warnings apply! - http://mindcracklove.dreamwidth.org/635000.html#cutid1
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