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First Floor Garage, Sunday Morning
Sam had slept pretty well, but now had a burning desire to be greasy, which she was chalking up to a reaction to formalwear and heels. Since the other option--heading over to the gun range--didn't appeal right now, she was back with the swoop bike and trying to tweak the settings on the steering and brakes. They were still a little too sensitive for her, which shouldn't be a huge surprise, since they originally came from Anakin.
Within minutes, she was filthy, wearing a pair of old jeans and a sweatshirt, with a fresh pot full of coffee and doughnuts on the table, singing along to the radio.
[ooc: Open to everyone.]
Within minutes, she was filthy, wearing a pair of old jeans and a sweatshirt, with a fresh pot full of coffee and doughnuts on the table, singing along to the radio.
[ooc: Open to everyone.]

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"Auntie Sam!" she exclaimed, running over. "Whatcha doin'?"
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"Yo, Sam," he said, looking a bit dazed as he listened to all the babbling.
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Oooh, garage! He ran inside, stopped dead when he saw his mom, then ran across to hug her legs. "Mommy! Aiden lost me." That was important. "Even if he said he didn't, he did and we left you a note on a tree and had cake but it wasn't a 'gate in disguise and what's that?" He'd caught sight of the swoop bike.
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Most of them seemed to know where they were going so she was on her own, but that was alright 'cause just then she saw someone she knew and that someone was dirtier than she!
"'unt Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam!" She called gleefully as she hurried toward Sam.
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"Jaaaaaaaaaaaake? Are you in here?"
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"It looks like her. Only without so many wrinkles."
"Mom doesn't have wrinkles!" Lou hissed.
"She does, but we're not allowed to talk about them. Dad said so," Eddie replied, peering around the corner of the door. "What should we do?"
Louise sighed. "Whenever we get lost, even if it's a weird thing because Mom pressed the wrong button or Dad got the wrong people mad, we have to try to find them or someone we know."
"But she might be Replicarter, not real Mom."
"Replicarter is the stupidest name ever, Eddie."
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Is not!"
"Shhh! She'll hear us. Wait here."
"No!" Eddie called, but Lou was already walking towards Sam with her hands behind her back.
"Excuse me?" she asked, looking as innocent as possible. "Are you a Replicator?"
Even if they wanted to wipe you out, it didn't hurt to be polite. Besides, Eddie would save her if she was a Replicator.
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Now all she had to do was figure out the identity of the little girl's dad.
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