[She doesn't push. In her earlier days, when she was addled, she would have been stumbling over boundaries now and again. For some reason this translates as relief about "that knock on the head".]
The truth is that we do not know. We were all born at the same moment in a teeny village in South England. We were always linked in our minds, and we look similar to one another. [Brief flash of twelve figures, all in their early twenties, all pale and purple-eyed and dark-haired save for the one blonde Jamaican woman. There is a faint purple light around them.]
It could have been a spontaneous group mutation, but what are the odds?
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Date: 2012-04-01 12:17 am (UTC)The truth is that we do not know. We were all born at the same moment in a teeny village in South England. We were always linked in our minds, and we look similar to one another. [Brief flash of twelve figures, all in their early twenties, all pale and purple-eyed and dark-haired save for the one blonde Jamaican woman. There is a faint purple light around them.]
It could have been a spontaneous group mutation, but what are the odds?