🥚 Hey y’all I have been. VERY sick this past week so I’ve really just been popping into inboxes. Hopefully I’ll be more active once I feel better.

Figured I could at least pop in on mobile to give y’all an update and tell you I love you all 🤍

🥚 Little update. Not entirely out of the woods yet, still 90% bed bound. But I’m slowly recovering.

I’m so tired lmao

i knew from a young age i was weird and off putting and unlovable

Really? Now that was a surprise. But it was good news. Maybe just like Joshua, spending time away from him was good for her, though he doubted it was in the same way. She might have been stifled by the duty that she'd felt towards them, or perhaps she could spread her wings out there without feeling like she was being a burden to them. He wouldn't really know without talking to her himself, but he supposed he didn't really need to know. The important thing was that she was growing, and like him, the vacation had done her some good.

"Well, that's good to know," he said, pulling the coffee up to down another sizable gulp. "I just remember how badly that upset them... Last time... Not being able to come home. But as long as they're doing okay, I guess I don't have any reason to worry. And I trust you. For both the information regarding Hope and for your opinion about what I should be doing– or rather not doing– about your boss. I want to protect my own, but... That's your family, isn't it? And I don't have a right to take that away if there's any way I can make sure mine are safe and not have to. If you say I can leave it alone, I'll leave it alone. I appreciate you coming to me, ah... Ha, ah shit. I haven't gotten your name yet, sweetheart. What would you like me to call ya?"

Amygdala remains silent, finally deciding she's fed up with the tie she's wearing and removing it, stuffing it in the pocket of her lab coat. When she does speak up once more, she doesn't look the angel in the eye. "...I am, first and foremost, Hope's shadow. I am their mirror, a culmination of their fears, worries and anxieties. If anyone would be able to recognize those things in her, it would be me... and she's shown no signs of such things."

She has to pause at Hanekoma equating the cast back at the tower to her family, though. As if she hadn't considered that view before. By all definitions of the word, it was an accurate comparison to make. Though if the shadow thought too much into that concept, it soon became a headache. "I suppose that's one way to look at the studio cast as well. As far as my name..."

"I've been going by 'Amygdala' since my creation; though most tend to simply call me 'Amy,' for simplicity's sake. I could care less which one you choose to address me by."

Send my muse an ❌ for them to say one regret that they have.

now i may be a mad scientist. my ethics may be dubious at best. my lab may even be severely OSHA noncompliant. but i ALWAYS cite my sources in my evil research papers you damnable BITCH

Another doctor... Cadence had grown used to them coming and going, usually swapping out because they just couldn't tell what was wrong with her. She doesn't really have a feeling that this one would either, despite how nice they all came across as. She'd been given medicine after medicine, test after test, and after a little while of something seeming to happen, she'd go right back to where she started, leaving most befuddled.

That doesn't mean she'd be upset with this one coming into her house. It was routine, it was normal. As long as they weren't mean to her, they could still be a friend for however long they came around.

She greets the new presence with a wave and a smile. She'd want to give more of a welcoming response, but she didn't have much in her for it, this being something of a low-energy day. Instead, she'd just been reading from her bed, a common pastime that kept her occupied when she couldn't do anything else. Despite the lack of energy however, she tries to appear chipper as she closes the book she'd been tearing into.

"Um, hi Doctor Raymond, and it's nice to meet you," she replies, giving the same respect and formality that she'd give any of the other doctors. Even if they were normal in her life, she's not sure if she's ready to refer to Hope so casually. Maybe it was just her upbringing that had taught her this, but it's merely second nature to her. "It's uh... Kinda bad, that's what the other doctors would tell my momma sometimes-"

But she looks away after divulging that, though from embarrassment more than anything. "Don't tell momma n' poppa I said that, m' not 'sposed to listen when they have grown-up conversations-"

"A pleasure to meet you as well, dear." She'd come by pretty casually dressed today; having left her usual coats at home. She'd always found appearing less serious with kids made things easier after all. "Might I know what you'd like me to call you? If you don't want to tell me yet, that's okay."

Hope can't help a small chuckle at the sheepish admittance of Cadence overhearing conversations between her parents and other doctors. "Weeeeell-" She crouches down next to the bed, not invading the child's space if she can help it- "There's a pretty big difference between adult conversations and knowing about your own health, if ya ask me. It's your body, you have just as much right to know what's going on with it as your folks do. I doubt they'd be upset about you wanting to know that stuff."

"Speaking of; I'm sure we can figure out what's going on here with some time. I'm a bit of a special doctor you could say." To prove her point, the aetherling fishes her tangle toy out of her pocket, letting it float and move above her hand. "I handle super special mystery cases like yours. One we can solve together, if you're willing to work with me to find an answer."

. OZ from MONSTER PROM .

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