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Inbox -- Genessia

Regina Mills
~~Queen~~ ~~Mayor~~ Mother
Sorceress
Fond of Plants

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(text, voice, video, action, ooc planning if necessary for Genessia only)

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i made a rule

[Hidden Message: HELP.]

[ The force of distress in those four words is so strong that Regina doesn't even consider messing with him. She wishes she understood it better, though, so she didn't have to ask before she answered. Who is the rule for? Him? Them? Someone else?

Pursing her lips, and suppressing her elitist streak to speak to him where he was, she responded quickly ]

what kind of rule?

[ Mostly suppressing. She couldn't help the question mark. ]

not to trust people

older people

guys

it was charlie

i made a rule

i think i just parented

[No, really, Regina, help.]

[ Since he couldn't see him, she didn't suppress her laugh. Mr. Regina's the Reason There's a Henry panicking over his first experience of parenthood. Oh, she was saving these texts for posterity. ]

it was solid advice. not quite a rule.
a rule has consequences from you for breaking it.
"if you trust older guys, I will ground you."

"don't trust older people" is based on your fear 
the older guys might hurt her

still, you're parenting. it's terrifying, isn't it?
how did she take it?

[ She's trying, Neil. It's not her fault helping feels a lot like laughing. ]

[He can hear you laughing, Regina. Doesn't matter if it's in his imagination, he can hear you laughing in every letter of your text. When Neil was a sixteen year old dude, he was still nursing burns and cuts from his magic lessons while he tried to figure out how to heal himself and all while trying not to get caught staring at the cook's twin daughters as they hurried off to the castle baths--both of them dragons, their mother a soldier in the Night Dragon's personal guard.

He could not only not sympathize with the plight of a teenage girl, he knew he was right about other guys his age, and that tower he was still contemplating locking Charlie in was definitely still an option.]

there may have been a promise of consequences

involving hunting down other guys and flaying them alive

she howled at me like a pissed off storm lion and hung up on me

i think she hates me and if i accidentally adopted a kid thats probably not weird but i didnt fucking mean to adopt a kid how do i make her stop fucking hating me this is bullshit

[ He's so worried she can feel it in every letter of the text, as easily as he feels her laughter, laughter which fades as of this response specifically set to private. ]

consequences of rule-breaking should fall 
on the child

rules should focus on the child's behavior--things they can control

Charlie can't control what boys think about her

try a rule that requires her to introduce you to potential
dates if they plan anything more serious than getting coffee

she doesn't hate you
howling means she took you seriously and cares what you think

don't panic
she had a dad even if he's gone now
you stepped into dad place too fast
be her friend first
she'll come around

might help to intro her to other friends of yours
show her you trust her to have input on your life too

[ Regina's aware of the irony of her giving parenting advice, but she's grown as a parent a lot. She's also aware that 'his other friends' pretty much include her. It's all right. She wants to meet Charlie. ]

god fucking damn it

i wasnt even trying to dad at her

i was just looking out for her

its a street rat thing i guess

should i apologize for doing the dad thing

i mean im not gonna stop but i wasnt trying to replace him or anything

but yeah im gonna meet any guy she looks at sideways

and try not to kill them for looking back

embers fucking balls teenage boys are fucking scumbags

i take it back im gonna dad at her

theres a plan

with a tower and water wards and her eightieth birthday

christ i need a drink

[ That he's still texting her about this touches her deeply. He trusts her and values her advice, which is new. Robin allowed her to love his son and share in raising him, but Robin's thoughts on what that looked like predominated. Here was something different, a man who had fallen in love with a girl who needed a family, and who believed she could help. He believed in her. ]

I'll be done with work in a half an hour. 
Drinks on me. Not literally. At least not until after dinner. 
The Dancing Donner in Fayren or somewhere more private?
This isn't a conversation for text anymore.

tease

kidding

dancing donner sounds good

only my fucking life i swear to god

you're awesome

see you in 30

gratuitous punctuation, look at that.

not teasing. just suggesting we save the body shots 
until after a meal, since neither of us will stop at 
a reasonable number.

see you in 30.

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