| Lyssia was born as a squeaking baby Ettinchi when her egg rolled into a rock and shattered. She found Hannibal, and not know anything about manners, invaded Hannibal's territory. This didn't end well, and it took some time before she realized what she did wrong and to set things right.
Pretty soon, they got married and had two beautiful babies. They even adopted an orphaned baby. All to soon, Hannibal died, but not before telling her that he was related to an Ettinchi Lyssia dreampt about as a kid. Inbetween all of this, Lyssia wrote a book called "Hover-tanks and You," and made a small army of hovering-things. Anymore she spends most of her time near the ocean, there she has managed to breed a flying fish delivery system. She spent her last few days enjoying the company of her family, and finishing up some long forgotten projects. Rest in peace, Lyssia. |
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Banana runs to Lyssia "Mum guess what!" he says very excitedly.
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Earlier in the day Lyssia was surprised to find that she was starting to get grey hair. Not knowing how much time she has left, she finishes up a book called "Hover-docs and You," in between naps of course. She also packs for a short journey, with a few gifts tucked away safely.
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Lyssia stumbles and steps on Hannibal's feet at first. After a while though, the whole world melts into a rhythm of song and dance, as she starts to understand it. She thinks to her self that Hannibal never seemed more graceful.
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Hannibal dusts off a device he invented. He puts on a recording of some music he played, and attempts to lead Lyssia in a Waltz.
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Lyssia blushes and says yes, but adds that she really isn't a good dancer.
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Hannibal asks Lyssia if she'd like to dance.
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Yup. She's a regular sleeping beauty when pregnant,
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She really is sleepy when pregnant!
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Hannibal drops off some more food for Lyssia, but doesn't stay for long.
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Fig smiles a bit of thinking about his unhatched baby and Sugar, and his beloved wife Thaw, "So how long have you two been married for?"
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