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Giovanna M. Bennet ([info]burnwithlight) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2009-12-23 14:05:00


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I'm Dreaming of a Midsummer Christmas
Giovanna was writing. The envelope was already addressed. The Bennets didn't really 'do' Christmas presents per se, but Carmella was too Italian to forgo notes. Or lots of food, for that matter.


Dearest Mother,
I miss you. I hope you are enjoying the season. I appreciate all of your support throughout the year and especially your confidence in my ability to handle the whole diplomacy thing. I know you'll always be there for me, and I'm grateful.
I love you.

Giovanna


Dearest Father,

I miss you, but the only reason I think I can handle whatever challenges are coming is because of everything I've learned from you. You've never let me falter from my potential. I will do my best not to let you down. I love you.

Giovanna

She slipped them in the envelope and sealed it.


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[info]burnwithlight
2009-12-23 10:34 pm UTC (link)
She blushes a little.
"No objections, then. Besides, you're going to run out of dumb soon enough, unless there's more untapped reservoirs under all the genius bits...which I'm not completely ruling out, mind. Merry Christmas."

She just gets held for a moment more, then straightens a little. "But first, I've got a letter to mail.

They haven't yet had as much chance as she'd've liked to discuss Gabrielle Santiago and her file on the Purifiers any further than their existence. Part of her feels they should get into it, part of her feels that serious stuff can wait a little longer. And the first part feels the second part is slacking, but Andrew's got his hands on her, so the second part wins right now.

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[info]assaultnbattery
2009-12-23 10:38 pm UTC (link)
He kisses her again, holding her close, then, reluctantly, steps back. "I'm sure I have no end of dumb. Starting with the fact that while I have our itinerary memorized, and already took care of the limousines, I'll be counting on you to make sure I'm dressed and ready on time or I'll probably be reading the newspaper and conference notes right through dinner time tonight. Go get your letters mailed. Mind tossing my note home in with it?"

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[info]burnwithlight
2009-12-23 10:47 pm UTC (link)
"It's what I do best. Well, that and well-directed violence. And of course I don't."

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[info]assaultnbattery
2009-12-23 10:51 pm UTC (link)
He nods, rushing into his room to print out his letter home. It takes a bit, since, along with the Christmas letter, he has a detailed report of their activities, leaving out the parts that'd make his mother worry.
"Glad someone does it well. Otherwise I'd probably disappear for days." he calls as he's working, finally returning, stuffing the pages into a manilla envelope.
"Thanks, I'd have been late getting letters home too if you hadn't reminded me. Mom would have had my hide."

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