PHOEBE
"Oh don't worry. I have a high tolerance." she said with a light laugh at the idea that she would get drunk on power. Hardly. All jokes aside, Phoebe recognized she had as much to learn as anyone when it came to medicine. She wouldn't be giving harsh verdicts about anything any time soon.
But the topic turns to happier, more exciting things, and she grinned up at him. "Oh I would love to learn! I used to be able to walk on my hands but it's been a very long time since I've tried." she admitted with a light laugh. "I don't know if it was about me starting late as much as it was about being over protective." she said with a slight shrug. Her family had been very traditional, and no one had ever been in a circus. For their youngest, quietest daughter to join a travelling troupe had probably left her parents in a fit of worry - so she couldn't really blame them. Besides, she was happy with her life...though she was excited at the idea of being able to learn to do some of the tricks now.
Phoebe laughed a little and nodded as he became flustered. It was quite refreshing to be doing the flustering for once, and part of her thought Frey would be quite proud of this new development, however small it was. But before she could say anything, three boys came charging at her. No more than 6, all three were very nearly identical, save for one being a little chubbier than his brothers and another sporting glasses. The blonde haired blue-eyed boys looked all the world as though they could have been Phoebe's own children, rather than her nephews. "Are you done workin' now?" Cormac asked as he nearly tackled his aunt, Cormac being neither the chubby nor glasses wearing brother. "Can we make cookies now??" Jax, the chubby one, asked, nearly bouncing in place. Then finally, the one with the glasses paused and looked up at Harper, roughly shoving his round spectacles up his nose. "Who is that?" Rhett asked.
But the topic turns to happier, more exciting things, and she grinned up at him. "Oh I would love to learn! I used to be able to walk on my hands but it's been a very long time since I've tried." she admitted with a light laugh. "I don't know if it was about me starting late as much as it was about being over protective." she said with a slight shrug. Her family had been very traditional, and no one had ever been in a circus. For their youngest, quietest daughter to join a travelling troupe had probably left her parents in a fit of worry - so she couldn't really blame them. Besides, she was happy with her life...though she was excited at the idea of being able to learn to do some of the tricks now.
Phoebe laughed a little and nodded as he became flustered. It was quite refreshing to be doing the flustering for once, and part of her thought Frey would be quite proud of this new development, however small it was. But before she could say anything, three boys came charging at her. No more than 6, all three were very nearly identical, save for one being a little chubbier than his brothers and another sporting glasses. The blonde haired blue-eyed boys looked all the world as though they could have been Phoebe's own children, rather than her nephews. "Are you done workin' now?" Cormac asked as he nearly tackled his aunt, Cormac being neither the chubby nor glasses wearing brother. "Can we make cookies now??" Jax, the chubby one, asked, nearly bouncing in place. Then finally, the one with the glasses paused and looked up at Harper, roughly shoving his round spectacles up his nose. "Who is that?" Rhett asked.
When the static clears
And all is said and done
I will realize that we all need someone
