"He means bajur, Uncle Badd." She gave him a look of 'duh!', until she found no comprehension in his face. Her eyes slowly drifted towards the floor. "It's, uh, it's mando'ade stuff. Like fighting and sneaking and not getting shot in the face."
"Oh. Yeah, of course," said Badd, putting a brave face over his ignorance. "We go out to the shooting range so she can practice with a gun, same as Byrne used to do."
From Kay's continued fixation on her shoes, that was not what Byrne used to do.
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Date: 2014-12-28 03:12 am (UTC)"He means bajur, Uncle Badd." She gave him a look of 'duh!', until she found no comprehension in his face. Her eyes slowly drifted towards the floor. "It's, uh, it's mando'ade stuff. Like fighting and sneaking and not getting shot in the face."
"Oh. Yeah, of course," said Badd, putting a brave face over his ignorance. "We go out to the shooting range so she can practice with a gun, same as Byrne used to do."
From Kay's continued fixation on her shoes, that was not what Byrne used to do.