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IT'S A BABY-BONANZA!

Good morning, residents! Did you sleep well? You're going to need all the energy you can muster because congratulations: You're parents! Again! The Paradisa Stork has paid some very lucky residents a visit last night, and even moved them to a more kid-friendly environment.
Some of you may already recognize your little bundle of joy and--my, how they've grown! Others will have to get acquainted with their little rugrats. You may not know them, but they certainly know you. By they way? They're bored. And hungry! And they want all the attention you could possibly give them.
It's going to be a long week.
(ooc: Use this as a catch-all post! This will be the only mass post for the Sunny Skies Retreat, so you may use it for any day that you'd like. Feel free to make your own posts and/or sections whenever you'd like!
SECTIONS: BEDROOMS | PLAY ROOM | PETTING ZOO | POOL | GARDENS | THE CASTLE)
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[Let's not even start on how futile it would be to try to take his equipment away. The only possible thing the Director could do to him would be if Delta had some kind of hidden override--and even then, York had complete confidence that the Doctor could help him with that. And Wash. And hell, even someone like Lady Galadriel or Break or Ken or Allen or Ino. Not that he was sure how Ino could help, but she was a ninja, she'd think of something.]
It's all in your head, and unless you learn to look past that you'll never be at peace. Here or at home.
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If the Director showed up, she wouldn't know what to do. As it stood, right now, she was still loyal to him, would be until her mind could fully wrap around the thought of your father never loved you.
He would never admit to having a daughter either. If she told York and the Director asked him, he could deny it up and down and leave her out in the cold.]
I don't need to be at peace.
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We're not at war here. You know that. But until you accept it inside, you're just going to keep running yourself into the ground until you have nothing left.
I know you want to be strong, but there's more to strength than training all day every day. You have to take care of yourself or you're going to shatter under pressure. I'll try as hard as I can to pick up the pieces, Carolina, but every time you push me away you're killing that, bit by bit. Not to mention alienating everyone else who ever called you a friend.
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But coming out of her mouth is a different story. It's supposed to be like this.
Just like she knows she's already broken and snapped under the pressure, but hell if York needs to know it.]
I don't need you and I don't need "friends."
[Power has always been the most obvious sign of strength, leadership abilities had never fallen on that spectrum, being able to not fall asleep on a crashing spaceship did though.] I don't need anything.
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You need to be getting more sleep. Not counting this morning, how much sleep do you get? Four hours a night? That'll exhaust your body and you won't be able to react quickly or efficiently if you need to.
[He rubs the back of his neck, which she almost certainly would recognize as one of York's most common indicators of stress.]
Speaking of which, I'll take the couch tonight.
[Ignore most of what she just said? Ignore most of what she just said.]
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I won't be sleeping while the kids are here.
[She says it like it's actually physically possible.]
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Carolina, going three days without sleep is considered grounds for commitment to a mental institute. They're going to be here for a week. It's not going to kill you to sleep. In fact, it'll probably do you a lot of good.
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And you said you didn't hate me. I already said I'd take the couch. I'm not going to take advantage of you in the night, you know.
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What? No. That isn't it at all.
[Which puts her down to only a couple options: a)not tell him about the nightmares and have him assume that she thinks he's going to rape her in the middle of the night or b)tell him about the nightmares.
She really hates both options, but one of them is clearly more horrible than the other, even to her scrambled conscience.]
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You were doing just fine this morning until you woke up, anyway.
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[She openly glares at him in exasperation, hoping that he can, at least, figure out why her screaming while their kids are sleeping would be a Bad Idea.]
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Well.
...Okay, that makes a lot more sense, then. Still, York looks more surprised than he ought to, knowing what she'd recently come from. He's quiet for a while until his expression retreats to a more thoughtful one.]
Would you...consider taking anything for it? A sleep aid, I mean. There are some that give you dreamless sleep.
[Because God, does she need it.]
I mean, I'd still be right there in the room with you, so if anything important happened I could give you a shot of adrenaline or whatever to wake you up.
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She shakes her head at him. Needing him to give her an adrenaline shot to wake her up in an emergency is far to dependent for her tastes right now.] I'll get a different room and come back in in the morning before they wake up.
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But of course, there she goes pushing away his offer of help again. York grimaces at the prospect.]
So you don't even want to try. Typical.
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You know how crazy that sounds. What about when we get back to the Castle. Are you expecting me to move in with you so you can give me an adrenaline shot in case the Castle burns down.
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[He sighs.]
And Christ, it doesn't have to be me. I know you hate me. [Which he's going to stubbornly repeat, because she's really not giving him any indication to the contrary.] I'm just trying to give you alternatives so you can get better.
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But fine. Keep not trusting anybody and having nightmares instead of trying to change things. See how far that gets you.
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[At least, he thinks bitterly, now she knows why he never trusted Maine at the castle.]
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[He scowls.]
I mean, at least I'm trying to think of ways to help you, since you can't be bothered.
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