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Zahara Flume (zjhoneydukes) wrote in vrrpg,

Zahara had been stuck, rooted to the spot, when Andrew's father finally spoke. She felt her heart leap when Hyperion spoke, the emotions too much for the hormonal witch. It was the one thing that she knew he'd wanted since his father had gone missing. Zahara was in tears, which only grew stronger when Harold asked if he had Hyperion's father's face. Gosh that gave her a headache.

Then there was the little,and it dawned on her as Hyperion repeated the name. It had been on her list of possibilities for the bun, and one hand came down to rest on her bump as Hyperion placed just who Phoebe was when it came to mythology. The world was starting to go sideways, it was a familiar feeling. The same feeling she had when her father had admitted that Andrew was his son.