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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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[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."