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Apophe wandered through the halls, carrying a pair of plates with her and a plastic bag hung over her arm, desperately trying not to trip over her own shoelaces. It had been well over a decade since she had to wear shoes regularly, and now that she had something resembling normal feet, she felt like she was obligated to. Why she went with high-tops was mostly because it was something she saw Amelia wore a few times, and figured that was what normal people wore. She hadn't entirely figured out tying the knots in a way to keep the laces from flopping about yet.
She wandered into a workshop - one she had gifted to Markus' daughter for a birthday four years ago - taking in the sights around her. So much of this stuff was beyond her, but Felicity liked it so Apophe supported it wholeheartedly. It was strange how the girl had come into her life, but Apophe was more than happy to accept her as family from the moment she met her. Smart and kind. Even smarter than her father.
She found the little roboticist hard at work, and grinned, setting down a plate of spicy wings and fries next to Felicity. Then, she set down her own plate and produced two bottles of Galacticola, twisting off the tops and putting them down in front of Felicity.
"Hey hey hey," Apophe said. "Heard you were hard at work so I thought I'd bring you lunch."
She smiled down at Felicity. Apophe was dressed in something casual, a green long-sleeve shirt that did little to conceal her baby bump and tight black trousers. She had to get them new because the sudden lack of activity had started to go to her already prodigious rear and hips. Her hair was let to fall loose, landing down at the middle of her back.
She wandered into a workshop - one she had gifted to Markus' daughter for a birthday four years ago - taking in the sights around her. So much of this stuff was beyond her, but Felicity liked it so Apophe supported it wholeheartedly. It was strange how the girl had come into her life, but Apophe was more than happy to accept her as family from the moment she met her. Smart and kind. Even smarter than her father.
She found the little roboticist hard at work, and grinned, setting down a plate of spicy wings and fries next to Felicity. Then, she set down her own plate and produced two bottles of Galacticola, twisting off the tops and putting them down in front of Felicity.
"Hey hey hey," Apophe said. "Heard you were hard at work so I thought I'd bring you lunch."
She smiled down at Felicity. Apophe was dressed in something casual, a green long-sleeve shirt that did little to conceal her baby bump and tight black trousers. She had to get them new because the sudden lack of activity had started to go to her already prodigious rear and hips. Her hair was let to fall loose, landing down at the middle of her back.