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[h_hollister]

Enter one fed-up crazy woman.

"So. Single mum. Used to it. Raising two boys, all has been well for the last twelve years."

She pulls a pack of Rothmans out of the back pocket of her jeans and lights up, a true sign that she's at her wits' end. She never smokes in public. Like....less so than she drinks in public, which is saying a hell of a lot.

"Except now puberty is hitting. Suddenly I'm getting hormones along with the sass. Suddenly my sweet little boys are turning into aggressive little men. Should I douse myself in testosterone to establish dominance? Or should I find a better outlet for my little hellions?"

This marks the first real question Hippolyta Hollister has asked in many, many years. Pay heed.

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[h_hollister]

Don't be intimidated by Hips' beauty. Be intimidated by her ridiculous mouth and easy willingness to verbally assault people.

She's very careful to not blow smoke at people though. She's terrible, but she's not rude. ...Well, okay, she is, but only if the other person deserves it.

"Well, Sammy has taken to crawling all over the castle like he's Sir Edmund Hillary. He calls it parkour. I call it an incipient heart attack. He's keen on video games, much to my chagrin. His father would be having fits, to be honest."

She puts on a ridiculous Spanish accent and waves a hand in the air.

"The 9th castellan of the Salazar line, playing Pokemon!" She drops the accent. "Yeah. Anyway. Frankie has his nose in a book at all hours, I have to pry it out of his hands come supper time. And if I could understand the books, I'd be better with it, but they all have ridiculous titles with many multi-syllable words. Hyphenated words. It's Martian for all of me."

[chiron_survivor]

Oh, no, she hasn't forgotten that, either. But this woman took the time to offer her advice, she's willing to tamp down her social anxiety and return the favor.

"Frankie sounds a lot like how I was. My mom wouldn't let me have a flashlight in my room because I'd stay up all night reading. Just asking him about what he's reading is enough, really. He might want a chance to write his own stories, too." She frowns thoughtfully. "Can Sammy take a parkour class? It sounds like he wants to get out more, even with the video games."

[h_hollister]

"Not...exactly. It's a long story. Let's just say we're in an incredibly rural situation, even with PINpoints, and leave it at that."

The thought of having that, of the suburban mom life and shuttling her kids around to activities, is so far out of her realm of possibilities as to be laughable.

[chiron_survivor]

Well, so much for that. At least she knows better than to pry into whatever this long story is.

"You said you lived in a castle? Could you put in a... like some sort of obstacle course? It'd be safer than climbing on the walls."

[h_hollister]

"...Huh."

She genuinely ponders that, a thoughtful expression on her face.

"Actually, that might be a hell of a lot more feasible than letting them just run willy nilly through the Hall of Water. Sometimes I wish I could find my late husband's ancestors and slap them silly, I'm not gonna lie. But an obstacle course...hmm."

[chiron_survivor]

"Castle not built with children in mind?" she says with a small smile. "We're having the same issue on Atlantis. I'm all for free range children, but it's nice to give them something structured, too, so they can climb and play without putting themselves in extreme danger."

A castle does sound like a rather romantic place to grow up. "Do you like where you live otherwise? I grew up in a three bedroom house. I don't know what I'd do with all that space."