Library, Tuesday

[angelo_wings]

Rinoa was oddly quiet as she opened the library. She'd had a messy still in massive, huge SP discussion with That Man, also known as her father, who had shown up here like he had some right after everything they'd been through. She wasn't sure how she felt about that.

The library was open, and Rinoa was distracting herself with busywork.

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Re: Talk to Rinoa

[angelo_wings]

"Maybe," she grumbled, not sounding convinced. "All he ever did was lock me up in my room."

To be fair, Rinoa attracted trouble like she was carrying around magnets for it.

"I didn't know you were married," she said.

Re: Talk to Rinoa

[one-who-goes.livejournal.com]

"Okay, yeah, I can see why that would cause a few little issues," Henry understated. "Not everybody knows. I don't wear a ring. She stayed in Chicago -- Maryland isn't forever for me, and moving takes a lot out of you." He shrugged a little. "I make it home every six weeks or so."

Re: Talk to Rinoa

[angelo_wings]

Without his wife, General Fury had decided to use his military background as a basis for raising his child. It had gone ... about as well as Henry might have expected, in Rinoa's case.

"It must be hard," she said. "Is that why you don't wear the ring? So you don't get questions about her?"

Re: Talk to Rinoa

[one-who-goes.livejournal.com]

"And because I'm truly excellent at losing things like that," Henry answered. "No watch, either. You don't want to know the contortions I went through before people started carrying cell phones."

Re: Talk to Rinoa

[angelo_wings]

"I usually lose things I can set down," she said. "I always leave my rings around my neck. That way, they're never lost; they're always with me."

She held the necklace out for him to see: a simple chain with two rings placed on it.

Re: Talk to Rinoa

[one-who-goes.livejournal.com]

"It looks nice on you," Henry said, noncommittally. It wouldn't solve his problem, but that wasn't Rinoa's fault. "Are those special rings, or just pretty ones?"

Re: Talk to Rinoa

[angelo_wings]

"This one was my mother's wedding ring," she said, indicated the plain one. "And the other was given to me by a friend. To protect me."

Okay, she'd swiped it, at first, but he'd let her keep it even when he thought he might not get it back. That counted.