Lynn’s Bitty Centre

Hi there! Welcome to the centre! Take a look around, see if there are any bitties that peak your interest. Adoption scenarios/oneshots/role plays/asks are all welcome. The stone bitty types belongs to me- I created them! Adopt if you’d like, and if you create fanart/ stories, let me know!

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Do you do matchups for ocs??

I sure do!! Send in some info on your OC and I’ll match them to the bitties I think best suit them!! :)

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So I heard you gave me some recommendations on the bitties you showed me but I’m most likely gonna adopt a Mal! (Rp?)

((No problem <3))

“Welcome to the centre! My name is Lynn!” The main caretaker walks confidently towards you, holding the sanitizer for you to use. She guides you happily to the front window of the Centre where you see Mal bitties of all sizes, between 6 inches and 7 feet. 

“I’ll leave you to approach on your own.Good luck and call if you need me!” Lynn says, smiling brightly, as she walked back to the counter at the front of the adoption centre. 

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I looked at the Mal bitties and gave a small wave “h-hello!” I said with a quiet tone in my voice.

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The bitties all turned over, the light chatter amongst them dying down. Some looked vaguely interested, others barely took notice, but one seems to take great interest and approaches with a confidence, lightly hiding a minimal anxiety.

“HELLO THERE!” He chirps brightly, voice loud, but not overwhelming.

((What size Mal would you like to adopt?))

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I smiled at the one of the Mal bitty “Hello.” I waved “I’m Leaf.” I looked at the rest of the bitties here “is there a size of...a squirrel?” I began to question.

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One of the Mal’s was around a foot tall, roughly the size of a fully grown squirrel, and turned towards Leaf with a wide smile, waving a small skeletal hand in greeting. “HELLO!” The orange gem on his head glowed slightly as he spoke.

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hello! May I have a match up? I am a quiet person but is alot more open when i get to know the person. I will always lend a ear if one needed someone to talk to. I have a few other bitties who are getting along well. I'm pretty active and always doing something. But there are times when I will relax and sleep in a cuddle pile.

Hiya! Sure thing, based off of the information you gave me, here are my recommendations out of the current available bitties in my Centre. Send in an ask for a scenario, rp, etc if you would like to adopt any of my suggestions :)

Mal

Mal’s are one of the louder bitties in the Centre, but are aware of when they may need to calm down and lower their volume. The are very intuitive and observant, and are incredibly compatible with all bitties, animals and people. They are encouraging of activity, but also enjoy taking small breaks and cuddling with friends and family.  They understand limits, and can ensure personal comfort and are very trusting and open.

Dia

Dia’s are the most energetic bitties in the Centre and always occupy themselves with one thing or another. They are kind and amiable with everyone, even if their advances are unappreciated, though they sometimes come off as rude, making them generally compatible with most. They find it hard to rest, due to their massive energy stores, but if they are worn out, or comfortable enough, they can calm down enough for relaxation with snuggles.

Ember

Ember’s are nervous bitties, though they hide it behind a flirty and confident disposition, and would enjoy knowing that they will be listened to, and not belittled because of their panic. They can be slightly uneasy around new people, but love bigger families, and have a rather high potential for compatibility with bitties, animals and people. They are charismatic and easy to get along with. They love being lazy, and will tempt all and anyway to join in their sporadic sleeping schedule for cuddles, often by singing lullabies that send you off in a doze swiftly.  

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So I heard you gave me some recommendations on the bitties you showed me but I’m most likely gonna adopt a Mal! (Rp?)

((No problem <3))

“Welcome to the centre! My name is Lynn!” The main caretaker walks confidently towards you, holding the sanitizer for you to use. She guides you happily to the front window of the Centre where you see Mal bitties of all sizes, between 6 inches and 7 feet. 

“I’ll leave you to approach on your own.Good luck and call if you need me!” Lynn says, smiling brightly, as she walked back to the counter at the front of the adoption centre. 

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I looked at the Mal bitties and gave a small wave “h-hello!” I said with a quiet tone in my voice.

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The bitties all turned over, the light chatter amongst them dying down. Some looked vaguely interested, others barely took notice, but one seems to take great interest and approaches with a confidence, lightly hiding a minimal anxiety.

“HELLO THERE!” He chirps brightly, voice loud, but not overwhelming.

((What size Mal would you like to adopt?))

[lynns-bitty-adoptions]

So I heard you gave me some recommendations on the bitties you showed me but I’m most likely gonna adopt a Mal! (Rp?)

((No problem <3))

“Welcome to the centre! My name is Lynn!” The main caretaker walks confidently towards you, holding the sanitizer for you to use. She guides you happily to the front window of the Centre where you see Mal bitties of all sizes, between 6 inches and 7 feet. 

“I’ll leave you to approach on your own.Good luck and call if you need me!” Lynn says, smiling brightly, as she walked back to the counter at the front of the adoption centre. 

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I was going to draw the bitties that I adopted in order and then post the drawings here but I reeaally wanted to draw my second newly adopted boi :D This bean is named Ezrah and I love him so much holy cow- he’s around 7 feet tall, DO YOU KNOW HOW TALL THAT IS?? XD He’d tower over me even when he’s sitting down lol. Random fact about him, he likes the lunar prisms and the cat-taurs a lot, but he gets anxious around Mel and sometimes B :3 Other than that, he likes to help out around the house, makes sure that Mel doesn’t start any fights with Miyuki, helps Amor and Jackie with taking care of Kwan even though Nartana is there for him, making sure that nobody falls off tables and such and dies, making sure that Bubblegum, B and Bean doesn’t eat all THE DAM CHOCOLATE COVERED STRAWBERRIES I SWEAR- that’s for everybody to share guys :( there’s a lot he also does but like all in all, he’s like the biggest brother/guardian most of the bitties were waiting for lol

I might make weird comic thing with Ezrah and my bitties just for funzies lol Maybe not, who knows? Not me =u=

Please don’t trace, steal, repost etc, etc my drawings without my permission. Reblogs are appreciated though!

Meral (Ezrah from @lynns-bitty-adoptions​)

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This is so utterly adorable- his eye-lights are literally sparkling oml, that’s so adorable <3<3<3<3<3

He’s a big boi, that’s true- I’m a fully grown 5′2 person, so its a massive difference :)  I’d love to see a little comic about it, that would be awesome!! Your art made me giddy grin for at least 5 minutes before I actually typed this all out, so thank youuuuuu

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New Bitties?

How would ya’ll feel if I introduced a few new bitties? I’ve been considering it recently for a while, and with a boom in requests, it may be a good time? Yes? No?

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Hey is it alright if I took a match up? I’m mostly a creative person with a kind heart. I like video games like splatoon and animal crossing I may tend to be sensitive. I have two cats and one dogs back home, I hope there’s some bitties here that likes pets. I may tend to be lazy. Plus I’m mostly a quiet person while at school but talkive in the internet. I also have some bitties I’ve adopted who’s doing well with each other so I also hope that there’s some bitties that enjoys company.

Hi there! Based off of what you told me, here are my recommendations! Let me know if you’d like to adopt any (or all) of my recommendations and we can do an rp, I can write a scenario, etc.

Mal

Mal’s are one of the more energetic bitties, but know when they need to calm down. They are pretty observant and can figure out what energy level is suitable for the situation. Mal’s are very good at motivating people to be a little more active, and have a massive compatibility, where they get along with all bitties and animals with no exceptions. They’re low maintenance, and can do well on their own if you decide to leave a Mal at home when you go to school.

Bambi

Bambi’s love all sorts of soft things, so would love to snuggle up with the cats and the dog. They are easygoing by nature, and tend to get along with most bitties. They would join you playing video games if they are allowed, as well as any lazy days you may take. Bambi’s are great at being social, bringing people out of their comfort zone without making anyone uneasy. They adore wordplay and puns too!

Ember

Though this bitty is a little anxious around new people, they can adjust quickly, and love their families with their whole soul. They are very genuine and soft bitties, who get along with everyone. They enjoy music, and napping, being lazy is something they enjoy a lot, especially when they can convince others to join their chaotic sleeping patterns. Ember’s are the type of bitty that would try anything at least once, and enjoy all kinds of wordplay. They are pretty independent and capable, but need to know that they are supported and loved. They are one of the most loyal bitties in the Centre. 

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May I ask for an Ember RP adoption, please? No preference on height but I would like to look at one that's had a harder time in life, for whatever reason that may be, and offer him a place in my home. If his Meral brother is still in the shop, I'll want him, too; it would break my heart to split a family. Thank you!

((Sure thing! Here we have a blind from birth Ember with his carer brother Meral))

Lynn, the main caretaker of the centre notices you walk in, and approaches you quickly. She holds out the sanitizer for you, and you allow it, and rub it in softly. “Hi there! How can I help you today?” She asks with a smile, a small bounce in her stance as she speaks. You smile back at the bubbly elven girl.

“May I possibly adopt an Ember? I’d ideally like to adopt one that has had a harder life, so I could give him a good home. I’m open to adopting a Meral too- I would hate to break up a family.” You mention.

Lynn’s eyes widen slightly, before she nods, and gestures for you to follow her. She directs you towards the back of the centre, and towards the large window seat. The area is even quieter than usual, with only a small Ember, around 11 or so inches tall, with a Meral at around 2 feet. The Ember has no eye-lights, and has one palm-less hand held tightly in the Meral’s equally palm-less one. “The Ember bitty is blind from birth, and it seems that his born brother Meral was born with a larger magic potential so he could protect his brother.”

[novetteus]

The first detail to dawn on Novie was the distinct lack of noise in the vicinity. The second, after granting herself a sweep of the area with a head turn, was the lack of other bitties. Seeing the two there - hand-in-hand, alone - softened her ordinarly stony features a considerable degree. She wondered if this was a common sight to spare the blind Ember the chaos of activity, or if the others were granting the pair space today. “From birth…?” she echoed towards Lynn, timbre as quiet as it was tender. “Can he see whatsoever? Shapes, blurs?” 

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Lynn shook her head solemnly, keeping her eyes on the bitties who were sat comfortably on the plush, cushioned seat, the magenta in her eyes dull with sympathy. “Can’t see anything at all. No light, no shapes. It’s pure darkness for him. His magic was disturbed before his birth and no magic was linked to his sockets.” The explanation was undoubtedly heartbreaking to hear, he had no idea about colour, no concept of space, or shape. He didn’t even know what his brother looked like.

“We have problems getting him adopted because many see him as damaged, or faulty, but he’s equally as capable and talented as any other bitty. He’s pretty self-conscious about it, very nervous.” Lynn added to Novie. “He’s been having a slightly rough day today, and the other bitties wanted to give them some space for him to listen to his music quietly, but I don’t think he’d mind some company.”

The larger Meral looked towards the two, noticing them talking softly to each other. He gave a small wave, with a smile. The Ember seemed to notice the movement, and tugged slightly on the Meral’s hand, who whispered to the blind bitty. They stood and carefully approached the edge of the window seat.

“Go on, why don’t you talk to them, and get to know them a little bit?” Lynn suggested, looking towards Novie.

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Novie’s brow dipped the further Lynn went into her explanation. None of that sat right with her, absolutely none of it. And she gave voice to that thought with a low yet vehement, “Nothing about him is faulty—people’s way of thinking is.” Shaking her head slightly, she held in a hot puff of air, letting it back out through her nose at a measured pace. Alright, okay, it would do no good getting riled up now. Calm down. “Thank you for clarifying, I’m not…much in the knowhow on the nuances of magic, but I’m all ears to learn. I’ll,” she took in another steady breath, loosening the tension she didn’t realize was in her shoulders, “I’ll go say hi.” With that, she gave Lynn what she hoped came of as a confident smile and left her side to close the distance on the window seat.

That smile smoothed down into something more gentle when she met the eye-lights of the Meral. Instead of sitting, she stopped a mere two inches away, placed her hands on her knees, and squatted halfway to be more eye-level. “Hello you two… May I sit with you?” Novie thought it better to vocalize her every intention before acting, to minimize the risk of startling the Ember.

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The Meral smiled, and vocally agreed, while the Ember plopped down at the edge of the seat precariously, with a wide, relaxed grin. “Sure thing doll, don’t hold back on my account.” The Meral swiftly pulled the Ember further back in case he fell, gripping on by the soft creme coloured sweater, and lightly tugging. 

Novie sat carefully next to the two bitties on the soft, plush window seat, propping a pillow against the wall to cushion her back. She watched quietly as the Meral shifted himself and his brother to face her, the Ember, being over a foot taller than the Meral, placed him between his femurs, in a loose hug.

“Hello There! How Are You, Miss?” The Meral asked calmly, and the two brothers snuggled close together. They looked utterly adorable like that, so reliant and comfortable with each other.

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Tucking her clasped hands between her knees once seated, Novie kept the niggling thought of her leg-bouncing habit in the forefront of her mind. Best not to jiggle the seat with occupants who will feel the tremors much stronger than regular sized folk would, especially when one of them may have a more difficult time rebalancing himself. That, and it’s an embarrassing tick. “I’m perfect, thank you!” she said, looking down on them warmly. “Ah…the elven girl—shoot, I don’t think I caught her name,” Novie felt her cheeks heat at her blunder but stumbled on, “um, well, she said your guys’ day hasn’t been the, the…best? How has—! A-Are you two feeling better than earlier?” One error, false confidence gone. She could already feel her fingers beginning to nervously drum against the backs of her hands.

“If that’s…okay to ask?” she finished, nearly murmuring by the end of her spiel.

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The Ember let out a chuckle at the nervous tone, standing up carefully before holding out his arms for his brother, who directing him over to the trembling leg. He patted it gently with both hands, both to assure himself that she was there, and to reassure Novie. 

“It’s fine, doll. Today was just a lot louder at the Centre, and it was a little overwhelming. My sight may not be all it’s cracked up to be,” he gestures to his facial cracks, running his palm over the one above his socket, “But my hearing is enhanced, so I’m pretty sensitive to noise.” He finished. The Meral lets out a small laugh at the pun, before he, too, pats Novie’s leg comfortingly.

“With The Quarantine, The Others Are Indulging In Their More Noisy, Disruptive Hobbies, So We Increasingly Find Ourselves In Need Of A Quiet Place.” The Meral mentions, though he doesn’t sound angry, or frustrated. He sounded relatively content. It seems that the Meral shared a dislike for loud noise as well. “Though,” the Meral continued, “You Sound More Anxious Than Us.”

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A trickle of laughter ran through her at the Ember’s sense of humor, albeit rather subdued. Puns. Of course. Neither his joke nor the comforting touches went unappreciated, and she tried to show as such with a strained smile before registering that the gesture would not be mean anything to him. At least in the Ember’s case, so she instead angled her face towards the Meral.

“Anxious, is the right word. I’m not good with the whole…‘meeting new people’ thing.” Novie lifted her hands and waved them in a non-committal manner, mindful to not jostle her legs while doing so, then placed them folded over her lap. Her mouth took to moving faster than her hands had. “Not-! To say anything about either of you in any way-! That’s just, just a me thing…!”

“But, um,” she plowed on, too tense to keep on the topic of herself, “is there no other area you can go to to unwind here? An outdoor area in the back, maybe?”

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Both the Meral and the Ember nodded and hummed in agreement. “We don’t find it all that easy around new people either, doll. Don’t you worry about a thing.” The Ember’s words and his little grin was easy going, but he too, seemed slightly nervous as he fiddled with his soft sweater with one hand, the other still lightly pressed on Novie’s leg to remind himself of where she is.

“We Can Go Outside, And We Often Do, Miss Lynn Built Us A Special Gazebo Area For Us To Go To When Needed, But With The Chaos In The Centre, She Wants To Keep Us All Inside To Keep Track Of Us All.” The Meral explained calmly, his eye-lights focused on his brother, who stumbled slightly as he shifted himself.

“We don’t mind too much, it’s far warmer in here, and I can play my music still, so it’s not too bad.” The Ember continued when he righted himself. “Could you tell us a little more about yourself? The only way I can learn to recognise people is by voice, so I’d like to hear yours a little more, doll.” He looked up, skull tilted around where Novie’s head was, nervously.

[novetteus]

She listened, using the lull of her input to try and force herself to relax. It was nearly all for nothing when she saw the little guy stumble, heart in her throat, hand shooting out automatically to hover a centimeter beside him, not touching but at the ready to catch him. Torn between ensuring his safety and the off-chance of insulting him, Novie remained motionless, making no comment, only taking her hand back after he righted himself on his own. Her gaze trailed to the Meral - a question there, asking if she just did something wrong - before her attention was grabbed by the Ember speaking again.

“About me, okay… I like music, same as you. There’s almost always a song playing somewhere in the house.” Then, added on as she remembered neither of them were fond of loud noise: “But it’s not blasting! Just, ah, audible in the areas I’m moving through.”

It felt awkward to have the attention on her but at least the panicked feeling from earlier was fading the longer she spoke. “Frage and I spend a lot of free time reading, sometimes together. Oh! He’s one of my two bitties. A Nightmare and a Dream type.” Speaking of those two pulled her lips up into her first natural smile of the day.

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The Meral, noticing Novie’s hand dart out in an unsure attempt to help the blind bitty find his centre of balance, smiled softly at the hesitant action, looking up to Novie, giving a slight nod to himself. She seemed like a good person to him, and knew she would treat his brother well. As she spoke, the Meral helped the Ember even closer to Novie. Now that he had seen a willing sign that she would accept their affections, he, and the Ember, climbed carefully onto her legs.

“We love music! Though we hate loud noises, I don’t like silence either, since it makes me feel isolated and alone since I can’t see a thing. That sounds great, doll.” The Ember responded merrily, plopping down onto Novie’s leg for balance. “We’re not too picky with our company either, we get along with most bitties, so there would be no issues.”

“I Agree, We Are Both Very Agreeable Bitties, And As Long As No Harm Comes To My Brother Or I, I Believe We Would All Get Along Nicely.” The Meral added, sitting calmly on Novie’s lap. He was slightly nervous, knowing he was a bigger sized bitty, and didn’t want to cause any discomfort. “Not That I’m Implying That Your Bitties Or Yourself Would Hurt Us!” He added quickly, realising the wording of his reply.

[novetteus]

Her hands shifted aside accordingly to make space for the bitties, relocating themselves to rest beside her hips on the plush cushion of the seat. Novie had half a mind to cup them both around the back like a makeshift chair-backing in the case either of them starts to slip off her legs, but decided to leave them be, not wanting to crowd them. If necessary, she had the swiftness to snap into action.

At the Meral’s tacked on clarification, Novie felt her smile soften. “I understood what you meant,” she said. But if it was to assuage any apprehension he may be holding in, she could expand on the matter. “Frage is softer than, than he likes to let on. But he’s—I wouldn’t exactly say shy, but he takes some time to warm up to someone new.” Her face lit up at the memory of first meeting her two bitties. “Hellebore, my Dream bitty, always beats me to the door to welcome someone. He’s…honestly, he’s been huge in helping me manage my anxiety. They’re both important to me.”

 “I know you didn’t mean anything by it,” Novie directed toward the Meral, tone light and open, “But I just wanted to make it clear I’m looking to add to my little family, because that’s what my bitties are to me—family.”

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The Meral bitty nodded contemplatively, before a smile broke out on his face. His green mint eye-lights twinkle, as he whispers again to his brother, who nods occasionally, but more often than not quietly vocalises his thoughts and opinions to the taller bitty. They have a relatively long conversation between themselves, though neither seem to actively disagree with the other, and eventually, Novie feels slightly nervous.

“Miss Lynn Wouldn’t Have Allowed You To See Us Or Leave Us Alone With You If She Thought You Were A Bad Person- She Is A Good Judge Of Character. We, Too, Think You Are A Caring And Careful Person, Who Can Be Trusted.” The Meral bitty starts, volume raising to include Novie into the conversation. He seems cheerful for a reason that Novie can’t quite discern yet, but she waits for him to continue.

“And my bro told me about you trying to help me, though understanding that it may be slightly jarring, and respecting my personal space, doll.” The Ember chirps next, “Which I appreciate a lot, by the way.” He continues with a wink that goes slightly too left, but still gets across the sentiment. He seems more genuinely confident now, as he stands on his own without the aid of his brother, feeling his way closer to Novie.

“So if you looking to add to your little family, then, if you’re okay with it doll, we’d like to come with you.” The Ember continues, the Meral, who stood not far behind, in close enough proximity to help him in case he falls, nods in agreement, a vocal hum accompanying the action for the sake of the blind bitty just in front of him.

They wait pensively, but optimistically for her response.

[novetteus]

The occasional syllable - at times a full word - reached her ears; however, nothing of substance to work out what conversation was taking place, which somehow put her more on edge than if she had heard nothing at all. When the Meral turned to slather on the praise, she felt her cheeks heat significantly, the warmth increasing threefold as the Ember added on. Her mind was swimming in their vehement approval, and if she had happened to catch her reflection in this moment, she’d see she was burning bright as a Christmas light to the tips of her ears.

But nothing could compare to the brilliant way she beamed at what the Ember followed up with. “H-Honest? You two’d want to?” Novie blurted out, a full octave higher in incredulity. “I—yes! Yes, I’d be more than okay with that!” Warmth bloomed in her chest and colored her eyes radiant. There will be hiccups along the way as she learns and adjusts to them and them to her, but this felt right. Yeah, this felt right.

“I’m about to touch you, okay?” She reached out to the Ember, who was still feeling out for her, and delicately wrapped her fingers behind his head in a barely-there touch that left him ample space to pull out of, resting the meat of her thumb against his cheek and rubbing in small circles. “I’m going to do my best for you,” she promised, smile on her lips still, gaze flickering between the two bitties.

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When Novie announced her touch, the Ember remained still in acceptance, leaning into the feather-light brush of her fingers. When she started to softly pet his skull, he purred quietly in delight at the gentle affection, enjoying it immensely. 

Her promise was incredibly reassuring and comforting to the two bitties. They felt safe, and knew they would be well cared for.

“It seems you’ve come to an agreement!” Lynn words quietly, having arrived shortly after Novie expressing her desire to adopt the two brothers. She had been quiet arriving, but her words were also soft, so as not to startle anyone. “I’ve got the documents for you to sigh for the adoption, along with an additional care agreement for the Ember. All that’s left to do after that is to name your new family members? What shall you call them?” Lynn continues, slightly louder this time, a bright look in her eyes and a kind smile.

[novetteus]

Feeling the Ember sink into her and practically rattle in contentment sparked that warmth in her chest into a blaze. She really, truly wanted them both to be able to feel this at ease with her, to feel treasured and wanted, something the main caretaker had earlier hinted potential adopters hadn’t provided.

When Lynn made her presence known, Novie looked up at her in thought. Names were the most difficult part of the process. Novie wanted to give the bitties something suitable and to the bitties’ tastes but only knew so much about them. Something with music, maybe…

“Well, the three of, of us enjoy music, so…I was thinking Keenan for the Ember here, and Donegan for the Meral. Those are the last names of the vocalist and lead guitarist, respectively, for a couple of my favorite bands. If—! If those a-are okay with you two…?” She looked to the bitties for their approval or disagreement.

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Keenan beamed with joy at his new name, melting into a puddle at the affection, a light gold blush painted across his cheekbones. He loved how much thought went into his new name, something Novie actually related to them- it was incredibly sweet. He nodded ferociously with a massive grin. “It’s absolutely perfect, doll, I’m really singing your praises here.” He responded happily. 

“Thank You, Miss. I Love My New Name!” Donegan had a wide grin, his green eye-lights glowing incredibly bright. He let out an excitable clap. He, too appreciated the sentimental meaning behind the names, seiing both what they liked and something that already had positive connotations from her own likes. He let out a small laugh at Keenan’s pun when he finally processed what he’d said to wrapped up in his own joy for a second.

“They seem to really like those names!” Lynn smiled, tone reflecting her joy and relief of the two bitties finding a good new family. “I wish you all the best of luck, I hope you all adjust quickly to each other! Come by and visit whenever you’d like to, let me know how you’ve all been- stay safe and be careful!” The caretaker waved Novie, Keenan and Donegan off.

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May I ask for an Ember RP adoption, please? No preference on height but I would like to look at one that's had a harder time in life, for whatever reason that may be, and offer him a place in my home. If his Meral brother is still in the shop, I'll want him, too; it would break my heart to split a family. Thank you!

((Sure thing! Here we have a blind from birth Ember with his carer brother Meral))

Lynn, the main caretaker of the centre notices you walk in, and approaches you quickly. She holds out the sanitizer for you, and you allow it, and rub it in softly. “Hi there! How can I help you today?” She asks with a smile, a small bounce in her stance as she speaks. You smile back at the bubbly elven girl.

“May I possibly adopt an Ember? I’d ideally like to adopt one that has had a harder life, so I could give him a good home. I’m open to adopting a Meral too- I would hate to break up a family.” You mention.

Lynn’s eyes widen slightly, before she nods, and gestures for you to follow her. She directs you towards the back of the centre, and towards the large window seat. The area is even quieter than usual, with only a small Ember, around 11 or so inches tall, with a Meral at around 2 feet. The Ember has no eye-lights, and has one palm-less hand held tightly in the Meral’s equally palm-less one. “The Ember bitty is blind from birth, and it seems that his born brother Meral was born with a larger magic potential so he could protect his brother.”

[novetteus]

The first detail to dawn on Novie was the distinct lack of noise in the vicinity. The second, after granting herself a sweep of the area with a head turn, was the lack of other bitties. Seeing the two there - hand-in-hand, alone - softened her ordinarly stony features a considerable degree. She wondered if this was a common sight to spare the blind Ember the chaos of activity, or if the others were granting the pair space today. “From birth…?” she echoed towards Lynn, timbre as quiet as it was tender. “Can he see whatsoever? Shapes, blurs?” 

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Lynn shook her head solemnly, keeping her eyes on the bitties who were sat comfortably on the plush, cushioned seat, the magenta in her eyes dull with sympathy. “Can’t see anything at all. No light, no shapes. It’s pure darkness for him. His magic was disturbed before his birth and no magic was linked to his sockets.” The explanation was undoubtedly heartbreaking to hear, he had no idea about colour, no concept of space, or shape. He didn’t even know what his brother looked like.

“We have problems getting him adopted because many see him as damaged, or faulty, but he’s equally as capable and talented as any other bitty. He’s pretty self-conscious about it, very nervous.” Lynn added to Novie. “He’s been having a slightly rough day today, and the other bitties wanted to give them some space for him to listen to his music quietly, but I don’t think he’d mind some company.”

The larger Meral looked towards the two, noticing them talking softly to each other. He gave a small wave, with a smile. The Ember seemed to notice the movement, and tugged slightly on the Meral’s hand, who whispered to the blind bitty. They stood and carefully approached the edge of the window seat.

“Go on, why don’t you talk to them, and get to know them a little bit?” Lynn suggested, looking towards Novie.

[novetteus]

Novie’s brow dipped the further Lynn went into her explanation. None of that sat right with her, absolutely none of it. And she gave voice to that thought with a low yet vehement, “Nothing about him is faulty—people’s way of thinking is.” Shaking her head slightly, she held in a hot puff of air, letting it back out through her nose at a measured pace. Alright, okay, it would do no good getting riled up now. Calm down. “Thank you for clarifying, I’m not…much in the knowhow on the nuances of magic, but I’m all ears to learn. I’ll,” she took in another steady breath, loosening the tension she didn’t realize was in her shoulders, “I’ll go say hi.” With that, she gave Lynn what she hoped came of as a confident smile and left her side to close the distance on the window seat.

That smile smoothed down into something more gentle when she met the eye-lights of the Meral. Instead of sitting, she stopped a mere two inches away, placed her hands on her knees, and squatted halfway to be more eye-level. “Hello you two… May I sit with you?” Novie thought it better to vocalize her every intention before acting, to minimize the risk of startling the Ember.

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The Meral smiled, and vocally agreed, while the Ember plopped down at the edge of the seat precariously, with a wide, relaxed grin. “Sure thing doll, don’t hold back on my account.” The Meral swiftly pulled the Ember further back in case he fell, gripping on by the soft creme coloured sweater, and lightly tugging. 

Novie sat carefully next to the two bitties on the soft, plush window seat, propping a pillow against the wall to cushion her back. She watched quietly as the Meral shifted himself and his brother to face her, the Ember, being over a foot taller than the Meral, placed him between his femurs, in a loose hug.

“Hello There! How Are You, Miss?” The Meral asked calmly, and the two brothers snuggled close together. They looked utterly adorable like that, so reliant and comfortable with each other.

[novetteus]

Tucking her clasped hands between her knees once seated, Novie kept the niggling thought of her leg-bouncing habit in the forefront of her mind. Best not to jiggle the seat with occupants who will feel the tremors much stronger than regular sized folk would, especially when one of them may have a more difficult time rebalancing himself. That, and it’s an embarrassing tick. “I’m perfect, thank you!” she said, looking down on them warmly. “Ah…the elven girl—shoot, I don’t think I caught her name,” Novie felt her cheeks heat at her blunder but stumbled on, “um, well, she said your guys’ day hasn’t been the, the…best? How has—! A-Are you two feeling better than earlier?” One error, false confidence gone. She could already feel her fingers beginning to nervously drum against the backs of her hands.

“If that’s…okay to ask?” she finished, nearly murmuring by the end of her spiel.

[lynns-bitty-adoptions]

The Ember let out a chuckle at the nervous tone, standing up carefully before holding out his arms for his brother, who directing him over to the trembling leg. He patted it gently with both hands, both to assure himself that she was there, and to reassure Novie. 

“It’s fine, doll. Today was just a lot louder at the Centre, and it was a little overwhelming. My sight may not be all it’s cracked up to be,” he gestures to his facial cracks, running his palm over the one above his socket, “But my hearing is enhanced, so I’m pretty sensitive to noise.” He finished. The Meral lets out a small laugh at the pun, before he, too, pats Novie’s leg comfortingly.

“With The Quarantine, The Others Are Indulging In Their More Noisy, Disruptive Hobbies, So We Increasingly Find Ourselves In Need Of A Quiet Place.” The Meral mentions, though he doesn’t sound angry, or frustrated. He sounded relatively content. It seems that the Meral shared a dislike for loud noise as well. “Though,” the Meral continued, “You Sound More Anxious Than Us.”

[novetteus]

A trickle of laughter ran through her at the Ember’s sense of humor, albeit rather subdued. Puns. Of course. Neither his joke nor the comforting touches went unappreciated, and she tried to show as such with a strained smile before registering that the gesture would not be mean anything to him. At least in the Ember’s case, so she instead angled her face towards the Meral.

“Anxious, is the right word. I’m not good with the whole…‘meeting new people’ thing.” Novie lifted her hands and waved them in a non-committal manner, mindful to not jostle her legs while doing so, then placed them folded over her lap. Her mouth took to moving faster than her hands had. “Not-! To say anything about either of you in any way-! That’s just, just a me thing…!”

“But, um,” she plowed on, too tense to keep on the topic of herself, “is there no other area you can go to to unwind here? An outdoor area in the back, maybe?”

[lynns-bitty-adoptions]

Both the Meral and the Ember nodded and hummed in agreement. “We don’t find it all that easy around new people either, doll. Don’t you worry about a thing.” The Ember’s words and his little grin was easy going, but he too, seemed slightly nervous as he fiddled with his soft sweater with one hand, the other still lightly pressed on Novie’s leg to remind himself of where she is.

“We Can Go Outside, And We Often Do, Miss Lynn Built Us A Special Gazebo Area For Us To Go To When Needed, But With The Chaos In The Centre, She Wants To Keep Us All Inside To Keep Track Of Us All.” The Meral explained calmly, his eye-lights focused on his brother, who stumbled slightly as he shifted himself.

“We don’t mind too much, it’s far warmer in here, and I can play my music still, so it’s not too bad.” The Ember continued when he righted himself. “Could you tell us a little more about yourself? The only way I can learn to recognise people is by voice, so I’d like to hear yours a little more, doll.” He looked up, skull tilted around where Novie’s head was, nervously.

[novetteus]

She listened, using the lull of her input to try and force herself to relax. It was nearly all for nothing when she saw the little guy stumble, heart in her throat, hand shooting out automatically to hover a centimeter beside him, not touching but at the ready to catch him. Torn between ensuring his safety and the off-chance of insulting him, Novie remained motionless, making no comment, only taking her hand back after he righted himself on his own. Her gaze trailed to the Meral - a question there, asking if she just did something wrong - before her attention was grabbed by the Ember speaking again.

“About me, okay… I like music, same as you. There’s almost always a song playing somewhere in the house.” Then, added on as she remembered neither of them were fond of loud noise: “But it’s not blasting! Just, ah, audible in the areas I’m moving through.”

It felt awkward to have the attention on her but at least the panicked feeling from earlier was fading the longer she spoke. “Frage and I spend a lot of free time reading, sometimes together. Oh! He’s one of my two bitties. A Nightmare and a Dream type.” Speaking of those two pulled her lips up into her first natural smile of the day.

[lynns-bitty-adoptions]

The Meral, noticing Novie’s hand dart out in an unsure attempt to help the blind bitty find his centre of balance, smiled softly at the hesitant action, looking up to Novie, giving a slight nod to himself. She seemed like a good person to him, and knew she would treat his brother well. As she spoke, the Meral helped the Ember even closer to Novie. Now that he had seen a willing sign that she would accept their affections, he, and the Ember, climbed carefully onto her legs.

“We love music! Though we hate loud noises, I don’t like silence either, since it makes me feel isolated and alone since I can’t see a thing. That sounds great, doll.” The Ember responded merrily, plopping down onto Novie’s leg for balance. “We’re not too picky with our company either, we get along with most bitties, so there would be no issues.”

“I Agree, We Are Both Very Agreeable Bitties, And As Long As No Harm Comes To My Brother Or I, I Believe We Would All Get Along Nicely.” The Meral added, sitting calmly on Novie’s lap. He was slightly nervous, knowing he was a bigger sized bitty, and didn’t want to cause any discomfort. “Not That I’m Implying That Your Bitties Or Yourself Would Hurt Us!” He added quickly, realising the wording of his reply.

[novetteus]

Her hands shifted aside accordingly to make space for the bitties, relocating themselves to rest beside her hips on the plush cushion of the seat. Novie had half a mind to cup them both around the back like a makeshift chair-backing in the case either of them starts to slip off her legs, but decided to leave them be, not wanting to crowd them. If necessary, she had the swiftness to snap into action.

At the Meral’s tacked on clarification, Novie felt her smile soften. “I understood what you meant,” she said. But if it was to assuage any apprehension he may be holding in, she could expand on the matter. “Frage is softer than, than he likes to let on. But he’s—I wouldn’t exactly say shy, but he takes some time to warm up to someone new.” Her face lit up at the memory of first meeting her two bitties. “Hellebore, my Dream bitty, always beats me to the door to welcome someone. He’s…honestly, he’s been huge in helping me manage my anxiety. They’re both important to me.”

 “I know you didn’t mean anything by it,” Novie directed toward the Meral, tone light and open, “But I just wanted to make it clear I’m looking to add to my little family, because that’s what my bitties are to me—family.”

[lynns-bitty-adoptions]

The Meral bitty nodded contemplatively, before a smile broke out on his face. His green mint eye-lights twinkle, as he whispers again to his brother, who nods occasionally, but more often than not quietly vocalises his thoughts and opinions to the taller bitty. They have a relatively long conversation between themselves, though neither seem to actively disagree with the other, and eventually, Novie feels slightly nervous.

“Miss Lynn Wouldn’t Have Allowed You To See Us Or Leave Us Alone With You If She Thought You Were A Bad Person- She Is A Good Judge Of Character. We, Too, Think You Are A Caring And Careful Person, Who Can Be Trusted.” The Meral bitty starts, volume raising to include Novie into the conversation. He seems cheerful for a reason that Novie can’t quite discern yet, but she waits for him to continue.

“And my bro told me about you trying to help me, though understanding that it may be slightly jarring, and respecting my personal space, doll.” The Ember chirps next, “Which I appreciate a lot, by the way.” He continues with a wink that goes slightly too left, but still gets across the sentiment. He seems more genuinely confident now, as he stands on his own without the aid of his brother, feeling his way closer to Novie.

“So if you looking to add to your little family, then, if you’re okay with it doll, we’d like to come with you.” The Ember continues, the Meral, who stood not far behind, in close enough proximity to help him in case he falls, nods in agreement, a vocal hum accompanying the action for the sake of the blind bitty just in front of him.

They wait pensively, but optimistically for her response.

[novetteus]

The occasional syllable - at times a full word - reached her ears; however, nothing of substance to work out what conversation was taking place, which somehow put her more on edge than if she had heard nothing at all. When the Meral turned to slather on the praise, she felt her cheeks heat significantly, the warmth increasing threefold as the Ember added on. Her mind was swimming in their vehement approval, and if she had happened to catch her reflection in this moment, she’d see she was burning bright as a Christmas light to the tips of her ears.

But nothing could compare to the brilliant way she beamed at what the Ember followed up with. “H-Honest? You two’d want to?” Novie blurted out, a full octave higher in incredulity. “I—yes! Yes, I’d be more than okay with that!” Warmth bloomed in her chest and colored her eyes radiant. There will be hiccups along the way as she learns and adjusts to them and them to her, but this felt right. Yeah, this felt right.

“I’m about to touch you, okay?” She reached out to the Ember, who was still feeling out for her, and delicately wrapped her fingers behind his head in a barely-there touch that left him ample space to pull out of, resting the meat of her thumb against his cheek and rubbing in small circles. “I’m going to do my best for you,” she promised, smile on her lips still, gaze flickering between the two bitties.

[lynns-bitty-adoptions]

When Novie announced her touch, the Ember remained still in acceptance, leaning into the feather-light brush of her fingers. When she started to softly pet his skull, he purred quietly in delight at the gentle affection, enjoying it immensely. 

Her promise was incredibly reassuring and comforting to the two bitties. They felt safe, and knew they would be well cared for.

“It seems you’ve come to an agreement!” Lynn words quietly, having arrived shortly after Novie expressing her desire to adopt the two brothers. She had been quiet arriving, but her words were also soft, so as not to startle anyone. “I’ve got the documents for you to sigh for the adoption, along with an additional care agreement for the Ember. All that’s left to do after that is to name your new family members? What shall you call them?” Lynn continues, slightly louder this time, a bright look in her eyes and a kind smile.

[lynns-bitty-adoptions]

May I ask for an Ember RP adoption, please? No preference on height but I would like to look at one that's had a harder time in life, for whatever reason that may be, and offer him a place in my home. If his Meral brother is still in the shop, I'll want him, too; it would break my heart to split a family. Thank you!

((Sure thing! Here we have a blind from birth Ember with his carer brother Meral))

Lynn, the main caretaker of the centre notices you walk in, and approaches you quickly. She holds out the sanitizer for you, and you allow it, and rub it in softly. “Hi there! How can I help you today?” She asks with a smile, a small bounce in her stance as she speaks. You smile back at the bubbly elven girl.

“May I possibly adopt an Ember? I’d ideally like to adopt one that has had a harder life, so I could give him a good home. I’m open to adopting a Meral too- I would hate to break up a family.” You mention.

Lynn’s eyes widen slightly, before she nods, and gestures for you to follow her. She directs you towards the back of the centre, and towards the large window seat. The area is even quieter than usual, with only a small Ember, around 11 or so inches tall, with a Meral at around 2 feet. The Ember has no eye-lights, and has one palm-less hand held tightly in the Meral’s equally palm-less one. “The Ember bitty is blind from birth, and it seems that his born brother Meral was born with a larger magic potential so he could protect his brother.”

[novetteus]

The first detail to dawn on Novie was the distinct lack of noise in the vicinity. The second, after granting herself a sweep of the area with a head turn, was the lack of other bitties. Seeing the two there - hand-in-hand, alone - softened her ordinarly stony features a considerable degree. She wondered if this was a common sight to spare the blind Ember the chaos of activity, or if the others were granting the pair space today. “From birth...?” she echoed towards Lynn, timbre as quiet as it was tender. “Can he see whatsoever? Shapes, blurs?” 

[lynns-bitty-adoptions]

Lynn shook her head solemnly, keeping her eyes on the bitties who were sat comfortably on the plush, cushioned seat, the magenta in her eyes dull with sympathy. “Can’t see anything at all. No light, no shapes. It’s pure darkness for him. His magic was disturbed before his birth and no magic was linked to his sockets.” The explanation was undoubtedly heartbreaking to hear, he had no idea about colour, no concept of space, or shape. He didn’t even know what his brother looked like.

“We have problems getting him adopted because many see him as damaged, or faulty, but he’s equally as capable and talented as any other bitty. He’s pretty self-conscious about it, very nervous.” Lynn added to Novie. “He’s been having a slightly rough day today, and the other bitties wanted to give them some space for him to listen to his music quietly, but I don’t think he’d mind some company.”

The larger Meral looked towards the two, noticing them talking softly to each other. He gave a small wave, with a smile. The Ember seemed to notice the movement, and tugged slightly on the Meral’s hand, who whispered to the blind bitty. They stood and carefully approached the edge of the window seat.

“Go on, why don’t you talk to them, and get to know them a little bit?” Lynn suggested, looking towards Novie.

[novetteus]

Novie’s brow dipped the further Lynn went into her explanation. None of that sat right with her, absolutely none of it. And she gave voice to that thought with a low yet vehement, “Nothing about him is faulty—people’s way of thinking is.” Shaking her head slightly, she held in a hot puff of air, letting it back out through her nose at a measured pace. Alright, okay, it would do no good getting riled up now. Calm down. “Thank you for clarifying, I’m not...much in the knowhow on the nuances of magic, but I’m all ears to learn. I’ll,” she took in another steady breath, loosening the tension she didn’t realize was in her shoulders, “I’ll go say hi.” With that, she gave Lynn what she hoped came of as a confident smile and left her side to close the distance on the window seat.

That smile smoothed down into something more gentle when she met the eye-lights of the Meral. Instead of sitting, she stopped a mere two inches away, placed her hands on her knees, and squatted halfway to be more eye-level. “Hello you two... May I sit with you?” Novie thought it better to vocalize her every intention before acting, to minimize the risk of startling the Ember.

[lynns-bitty-adoptions]

The Meral smiled, and vocally agreed, while the Ember plopped down at the edge of the seat precariously, with a wide, relaxed grin. “Sure thing doll, don’t hold back on my account.” The Meral swiftly pulled the Ember further back in case he fell, gripping on by the soft creme coloured sweater, and lightly tugging. 

Novie sat carefully next to the two bitties on the soft, plush window seat, propping a pillow against the wall to cushion her back. She watched quietly as the Meral shifted himself and his brother to face her, the Ember, being over a foot taller than the Meral, placed him between his femurs, in a loose hug.

“Hello There! How Are You, Miss?” The Meral asked calmly, and the two brothers snuggled close together. They looked utterly adorable like that, so reliant and comfortable with each other.

[novetteus]

Tucking her clasped hands between her knees once seated, Novie kept the niggling thought of her leg-bouncing habit in the forefront of her mind. Best not to jiggle the seat with occupants who will feel the tremors much stronger than regular sized folk would, especially when one of them may have a more difficult time rebalancing himself. That, and it’s an embarrassing tick. “I’m perfect, thank you!” she said, looking down on them warmly. “Ah...the elven girl—shoot, I don’t think I caught her name,” Novie felt her cheeks heat at her blunder but stumbled on, “um, well, she said your guys’ day hasn’t been the, the...best? How has—! A-Are you two feeling better than earlier?” One error, false confidence gone. She could already feel her fingers beginning to nervously drum against the backs of her hands.

“If that’s...okay to ask?” she finished, nearly murmuring by the end of her spiel.

[lynns-bitty-adoptions]

The Ember let out a chuckle at the nervous tone, standing up carefully before holding out his arms for his brother, who directing him over to the trembling leg. He patted it gently with both hands, both to assure himself that she was there, and to reassure Novie. 

“It’s fine, doll. Today was just a lot louder at the Centre, and it was a little overwhelming. My sight may not be all it’s cracked up to be,” he gestures to his facial cracks, running his palm over the one above his socket, “But my hearing is enhanced, so I’m pretty sensitive to noise.” He finished. The Meral lets out a small laugh at the pun, before he, too, pats Novie’s leg comfortingly.

“With The Quarantine, The Others Are Indulging In Their More Noisy, Disruptive Hobbies, So We Increasingly Find Ourselves In Need Of A Quiet Place.” The Meral mentions, though he doesn’t sound angry, or frustrated. He sounded relatively content. It seems that the Meral shared a dislike for loud noise as well. “Though,” the Meral continued, “You Sound More Anxious Than Us.”

[novetteus]

A trickle of laughter ran through her at the Ember’s sense of humor, albeit rather subdued. Puns. Of course. Neither his joke nor the comforting touches went unappreciated, and she tried to show as such with a strained smile before registering that the gesture would not be mean anything to him. At least in the Ember’s case, so she instead angled her face towards the Meral.

“Anxious, is the right word. I’m not good with the whole...‘meeting new people’ thing.” Novie lifted her hands and waved them in a non-committal manner, mindful to not jostle her legs while doing so, then placed them folded over her lap. Her mouth took to moving faster than her hands had. “Not-! To say anything about either of you in any way-! That’s just, just a me thing...!”

“But, um,” she plowed on, too tense to keep on the topic of herself, “is there no other area you can go to to unwind here? An outdoor area in the back, maybe?”

[lynns-bitty-adoptions]

Both the Meral and the Ember nodded and hummed in agreement. “We don’t find it all that easy around new people either, doll. Don’t you worry about a thing.” The Ember’s words and his little grin was easy going, but he too, seemed slightly nervous as he fiddled with his soft sweater with one hand, the other still lightly pressed on Novie’s leg to remind himself of where she is.

“We Can Go Outside, And We Often Do, Miss Lynn Built Us A Special Gazebo Area For Us To Go To When Needed, But With The Chaos In The Centre, She Wants To Keep Us All Inside To Keep Track Of Us All.” The Meral explained calmly, his eye-lights focused on his brother, who stumbled slightly as he shifted himself.

“We don’t mind too much, it’s far warmer in here, and I can play my music still, so it’s not too bad.” The Ember continued when he righted himself. “Could you tell us a little more about yourself? The only way I can learn to recognise people is by voice, so I’d like to hear yours a little more, doll.” He looked up, skull tilted around where Novie’s head was, nervously.

[novetteus]

She listened, using the lull of her input to try and force herself to relax. It was nearly all for nothing when she saw the little guy stumble, heart in her throat, hand shooting out automatically to hover a centimeter beside him, not touching but at the ready to catch him. Torn between ensuring his safety and the off-chance of insulting him, Novie remained motionless, making no comment, only taking her hand back after he righted himself on his own. Her gaze trailed to the Meral - a question there, asking if she just did something wrong - before her attention was grabbed by the Ember speaking again.

“About me, okay... I like music, same as you. There’s almost always a song playing somewhere in the house.” Then, added on as she remembered neither of them were fond of loud noise: “But it’s not blasting! Just, ah, audible in the areas I’m moving through.”

It felt awkward to have the attention on her but at least the panicked feeling from earlier was fading the longer she spoke. “Frage and I spend a lot of free time reading, sometimes together. Oh! He’s one of my two bitties. A Nightmare and a Dream type.” Speaking of those two pulled her lips up into her first natural smile of the day.

[lynns-bitty-adoptions]

The Meral, noticing Novie’s hand dart out in an unsure attempt to help the blind bitty find his centre of balance, smiled softly at the hesitant action, looking up to Novie, giving a slight nod to himself. She seemed like a good person to him, and knew she would treat his brother well. As she spoke, the Meral helped the Ember even closer to Novie. Now that he had seen a willing sign that she would accept their affections, he, and the Ember, climbed carefully onto her legs.

“We love music! Though we hate loud noises, I don’t like silence either, since it makes me feel isolated and alone since I can’t see a thing. That sounds great, doll.” The Ember responded merrily, plopping down onto Novie’s leg for balance. “We’re not too picky with our company either, we get along with most bitties, so there would be no issues.”

“I Agree, We Are Both Very Agreeable Bitties, And As Long As No Harm Comes To My Brother Or I, I Believe We Would All Get Along Nicely.” The Meral added, sitting calmly on Novie’s lap. He was slightly nervous, knowing he was a bigger sized bitty, and didn’t want to cause any discomfort. “Not That I’m Implying That Your Bitties Or Yourself Would Hurt Us!” He added quickly, realising the wording of his reply.

[novetteus]

Her hands shifted aside accordingly to make space for the bitties, relocating themselves to rest beside her hips on the plush cushion of the seat. Novie had half a mind to cup them both around the back like a makeshift chair-backing in the case either of them starts to slip off her legs, but decided to leave them be, not wanting to crowd them. If necessary, she had the swiftness to snap into action.

At the Meral’s tacked on clarification, Novie felt her smile soften. “I understood what you meant,” she said. But if it was to assuage any apprehension he may be holding in, she could expand on the matter. “Frage is softer than, than he likes to let on. But he’s—I wouldn’t exactly say shy, but he takes some time to warm up to someone new.” Her face lit up at the memory of first meeting her two bitties. “Hellebore, my Dream bitty, always beats me to the door to welcome someone. He’s...honestly, he’s been huge in helping me manage my anxiety. They’re both important to me.”

 “I know you didn’t mean anything by it,” Novie directed toward the Meral, tone light and open, “But I just wanted to make it clear I’m looking to add to my little family, because that’s what my bitties are to me—family.”

[lynns-bitty-adoptions]

The Meral bitty nodded contemplatively, before a smile broke out on his face. His green mint eye-lights twinkle, as he whispers again to his brother, who nods occasionally, but more often than not quietly vocalises his thoughts and opinions to the taller bitty. They have a relatively long conversation between themselves, though neither seem to actively disagree with the other, and eventually, Novie feels slightly nervous.

“Miss Lynn Wouldn’t Have Allowed You To See Us Or Leave Us Alone With You If She Thought You Were A Bad Person- She Is A Good Judge Of Character. We, Too, Think You Are A Caring And Careful Person, Who Can Be Trusted.” The Meral bitty starts, volume raising to include Novie into the conversation. He seems cheerful for a reason that Novie can’t quite discern yet, but she waits for him to continue.

“And my bro told me about you trying to help me, though understanding that it may be slightly jarring, and respecting my personal space, doll.” The Ember chirps next, “Which I appreciate a lot, by the way.” He continues with a wink that goes slightly too left, but still gets across the sentiment. He seems more genuinely confident now, as he stands on his own without the aid of his brother, feeling his way closer to Novie.

“So if you looking to add to your little family, then, if you’re okay with it doll, we’d like to come with you.” The Ember continues, the Meral, who stood not far behind, in close enough proximity to help him in case he falls, nods in agreement, a vocal hum accompanying the action for the sake of the blind bitty just in front of him.

They wait pensively, but optimistically for her response.

[goldfishgiraffereblogs]

Ack- got my first bitty, and I feel in love with him– too cute >w< decided to draw the part where we were talking and joking in the Centre before I adopted him. I was too happy after I read the scenario- like help me I might die from happiness XD Is this normal? I’m going to name him Navy.

Navy (Saf bitty) was adopted from @lynns-bitty-adoptions

[lynns-bitty-adoptions]

@goldfishgiraffe 

Okay, clearly my tumblr has not be telling me stuff, because how did I not see this earlier?!?!?! This is so cute omlllll  

Thank you so much, I had a really goofy grin on my face, and I’ve saved the photos to my phone and laptop in their own little folder <3<3<3

I am in love with this, I literally can’t articulate myself properly, just thank you so much AAAAAAH

[lynns-bitty-adoptions]

*opens the doors dramatically with Navy on my shoulder and Ezrah looking embarrassed and points at any stone bitties in sight* "We, are the crystal gems!"

Lynn laughs joyfully, “Back to visit so soon? Seems like your Meral, Ezrah, fits in delightfully!” 

She pointedly looks at the mint coloured blush that dusts Ezrah’s cheekbones. The silliness of the scenario causes Lynn to laugh again, and Ezrah’s expression doubles her fits. “It sure appears like you’re having a lot of fun!”

[goldfishgiraffereblogs]

I started to have a giggle fit when Lynn started laughing until finally calming down. “He’s fitting in great with everyone!” I chirped happily, pointing at Ezrah. “It’s Amusing To See What Everyone Gets Into,” Ezrah says, his blush fading slightly, “Everyone’s Very Nice And Calm With The Younger One’s Being Exceptionally Excited To See A New Face.” Ezrah starts to have those “vitenam war flash backs” which was really Mel seeing him and being a tad too loud for the poor lads liking. Navy decided that he didn’t want to deal with my shenanigans and gave you a quick “hi ok bye”, slipped into the hood of my hoodie and nodded off.

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“I’m so glad you’re happy in your new home, Ezrah, and that you’ve been welcomed so warmly!” Lynn smiles gleefully towards the tall Meral. “Oh! That reminds me, that medical book you wanted me to order for you came today, let me go get it for you while you’re here!” 

She rushed off quickly behind the counter, ducking down and coming back with a pastel blue book, passing it over to the excited Meral. “Thank You, Miss Lynn!”

“It’s nice to see you too, Navy, I’ve seen some pictures of you making brownies with your new family.” Lynn waved as the tiny bitty hid away in the hood for a nap. “Is there any particular reason you came by today, or was it just for a fun visit?” Lynn asked curiously, a wide smile across her face.

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Navy gave Lynn a thumbs up, with the faintest colour of blue dusting his cheek bones. Ezrah took the book happily, hugging it close to his chest whilst flipping through the pages.

“I just came for a fun visit” I said, Lynn’s smile being contagious and making me smile widely back. “Kinda just felt like dropping by and shouting out the beginning of the song “We Are The Crystal Gems” for laughs since it fits this place perfectly” I said, laughing a bit while swaying side to side. “Navy and Ezrah has taken a liking to the lunar prisms and the cats” I say, thinking back to when Ezrah and Navy were playing with Emory and Berwin while Amor and Jackie ran off to grab whatever the two requested for. “They reeeaallyy like the mini unicorns” I say, winking at you while Ezrah tried to hide his face in the book and Navy shifting around.

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Giggling slightly at the reason of the visit, Lynn brightened at the sound of how the two stone bitties were adjusting to their new home and family. “The visit was absolutely lovely, and seeing you come in with your bitties is a joy for all the bitties in the Centre! It’s so nice to see how they are doing, and the way you do it is so fun! Thank you so much for coming by!” Lynn commented, a sunny smile on her face, and eyes shining in joy. Seeing Ezrah enjoy the book, and blush heavily was so reassuring, and Navy looked so content as he snuggled into the hoodie’s hood. 

“I hope to see more about your bitties, and how Ezrah and Navy are doing, and how they get along with everyone else- I’m sure if you ever need any medical help, Ezrah would be overjoyed to help. The doc has the best healing magic and knowledge of all of the bitties I’ve seen in my Centre! And Navy is definitely one of the best mediators, and tolerant bitties too!” Lynn said, pulling the book slightly away from Ezrah’s face with a giggle. He was bright green, and his eye-lights were fuzzy from embarrassment and joy from the praise.

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I giggled at Ezrah’s epression when Lynn pulled the book away, him making a little “eep!” sound as he brings a palm-less hand up as an attempt to cover u his ace. “Your Compliments Are Appreciated Miss Lynn” Ezrah squeaked out, his blush being very visible. Navy has now woken up from all the commotion and laughed at Ezrah’s face, “guys, lets leaf Ezrah alone with his book” Navy said while finding a leaf in my hair and flicking it away, Ezrah nodded and turning around quite quickly. I finger gunned Navy at his pun.

“WELP! Guess we better get going,” I say, giggling at the two’s antics, “see ya guys later! Let’s bounce!” and I turned around, a bit too fast and had my ponytail whip me in the face, leaving me groaning out some noises and fixing my hair a bit. I waved bye to you and leave the centre, Navy laughing and waving goodbye as best as he could manage. Navy may or may not be tearing up lol.

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“It was so nice seeing you! I hope everything goes well, and everyone adjusts and gets along! Be careful and keep safe!” Lynn waves cheerfully as the group walks out the store to return home to the rest of the bitties. She notices the little blue tears in Navy’s sockets, letting out a loud “Awwww”, smiling in glee. 

((Your drawings and visits are so pleasant for me to see when I open up Tumblr, I hope you all are well!!))

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*opens the doors dramatically with Navy on my shoulder and Ezrah looking embarrassed and points at any stone bitties in sight* "We, are the crystal gems!"

Lynn laughs joyfully, “Back to visit so soon? Seems like your Meral, Ezrah, fits in delightfully!” 

She pointedly looks at the mint coloured blush that dusts Ezrah’s cheekbones. The silliness of the scenario causes Lynn to laugh again, and Ezrah’s expression doubles her fits. “It sure appears like you’re having a lot of fun!”

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I started to have a giggle fit when Lynn started laughing until finally calming down. “He’s fitting in great with everyone!” I chirped happily, pointing at Ezrah. “It’s Amusing To See What Everyone Gets Into,” Ezrah says, his blush fading slightly, “Everyone’s Very Nice And Calm With The Younger One’s Being Exceptionally Excited To See A New Face.” Ezrah starts to have those “vitenam war flash backs” which was really Mel seeing him and being a tad too loud for the poor lads liking. Navy decided that he didn’t want to deal with my shenanigans and gave you a quick “hi ok bye”, slipped into the hood of my hoodie and nodded off.

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“I’m so glad you’re happy in your new home, Ezrah, and that you’ve been welcomed so warmly!” Lynn smiles gleefully towards the tall Meral. “Oh! That reminds me, that medical book you wanted me to order for you came today, let me go get it for you while you’re here!” 

She rushed off quickly behind the counter, ducking down and coming back with a pastel blue book, passing it over to the excited Meral. “Thank You, Miss Lynn!”

“It’s nice to see you too, Navy, I’ve seen some pictures of you making brownies with your new family.” Lynn waved as the tiny bitty hid away in the hood for a nap. “Is there any particular reason you came by today, or was it just for a fun visit?” Lynn asked curiously, a wide smile across her face.

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Navy gave Lynn a thumbs up, with the faintest colour of blue dusting his cheek bones. Ezrah took the book happily, hugging it close to his chest whilst flipping through the pages.

“I just came for a fun visit” I said, Lynn’s smile being contagious and making me smile widely back. “Kinda just felt like dropping by and shouting out the beginning of the song “We Are The Crystal Gems” for laughs since it fits this place perfectly” I said, laughing a bit while swaying side to side. “Navy and Ezrah has taken a liking to the lunar prisms and the cats” I say, thinking back to when Ezrah and Navy were playing with Emory and Berwin while Amor and Jackie ran off to grab whatever the two requested for. “They reeeaallyy like the mini unicorns” I say, winking at you while Ezrah tried to hide his face in the book and Navy shifting around.

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Giggling slightly at the reason of the visit, Lynn brightened at the sound of how the two stone bitties were adjusting to their new home and family. “The visit was absolutely lovely, and seeing you come in with your bitties is a joy for all the bitties in the Centre! It’s so nice to see how they are doing, and the way you do it is so fun! Thank you so much for coming by!” Lynn commented, a sunny smile on her face, and eyes shining in joy. Seeing Ezrah enjoy the book, and blush heavily was so reassuring, and Navy looked so content as he snuggled into the hoodie’s hood. 

“I hope to see more about your bitties, and how Ezrah and Navy are doing, and how they get along with everyone else- I’m sure if you ever need any medical help, Ezrah would be overjoyed to help. The doc has the best healing magic and knowledge of all of the bitties I’ve seen in my Centre! And Navy is definitely one of the best mediators, and tolerant bitties too!” Lynn said, pulling the book slightly away from Ezrah’s face with a giggle. He was bright green, and his eye-lights were fuzzy from embarrassment and joy from the praise.

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May I ask for an Ember RP adoption, please? No preference on height but I would like to look at one that's had a harder time in life, for whatever reason that may be, and offer him a place in my home. If his Meral brother is still in the shop, I'll want him, too; it would break my heart to split a family. Thank you!

((Sure thing! Here we have a blind from birth Ember with his carer brother Meral))

Lynn, the main caretaker of the centre notices you walk in, and approaches you quickly. She holds out the sanitizer for you, and you allow it, and rub it in softly. “Hi there! How can I help you today?” She asks with a smile, a small bounce in her stance as she speaks. You smile back at the bubbly elven girl.

“May I possibly adopt an Ember? I’d ideally like to adopt one that has had a harder life, so I could give him a good home. I’m open to adopting a Meral too- I would hate to break up a family.” You mention.

Lynn’s eyes widen slightly, before she nods, and gestures for you to follow her. She directs you towards the back of the centre, and towards the large window seat. The area is even quieter than usual, with only a small Ember, around 11 or so inches tall, with a Meral at around 2 feet. The Ember has no eye-lights, and has one palm-less hand held tightly in the Meral’s equally palm-less one. “The Ember bitty is blind from birth, and it seems that his born brother Meral was born with a larger magic potential so he could protect his brother.”

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The first detail to dawn on Novie was the distinct lack of noise in the vicinity. The second, after granting herself a sweep of the area with a head turn, was the lack of other bitties. Seeing the two there - hand-in-hand, alone - softened her ordinarly stony features a considerable degree. She wondered if this was a common sight to spare the blind Ember the chaos of activity, or if the others were granting the pair space today. “From birth...?” she echoed towards Lynn, timbre as quiet as it was tender. “Can he see whatsoever? Shapes, blurs?” 

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Lynn shook her head solemnly, keeping her eyes on the bitties who were sat comfortably on the plush, cushioned seat, the magenta in her eyes dull with sympathy. “Can’t see anything at all. No light, no shapes. It’s pure darkness for him. His magic was disturbed before his birth and no magic was linked to his sockets.” The explanation was undoubtedly heartbreaking to hear, he had no idea about colour, no concept of space, or shape. He didn’t even know what his brother looked like.

“We have problems getting him adopted because many see him as damaged, or faulty, but he’s equally as capable and talented as any other bitty. He’s pretty self-conscious about it, very nervous.” Lynn added to Novie. “He’s been having a slightly rough day today, and the other bitties wanted to give them some space for him to listen to his music quietly, but I don’t think he’d mind some company.”

The larger Meral looked towards the two, noticing them talking softly to each other. He gave a small wave, with a smile. The Ember seemed to notice the movement, and tugged slightly on the Meral’s hand, who whispered to the blind bitty. They stood and carefully approached the edge of the window seat.

“Go on, why don’t you talk to them, and get to know them a little bit?” Lynn suggested, looking towards Novie.

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Novie’s brow dipped the further Lynn went into her explanation. None of that sat right with her, absolutely none of it. And she gave voice to that thought with a low yet vehement, “Nothing about him is faulty—people’s way of thinking is.” Shaking her head slightly, she held in a hot puff of air, letting it back out through her nose at a measured pace. Alright, okay, it would do no good getting riled up now. Calm down. “Thank you for clarifying, I’m not...much in the knowhow on the nuances of magic, but I’m all ears to learn. I’ll,” she took in another steady breath, loosening the tension she didn’t realize was in her shoulders, “I’ll go say hi.” With that, she gave Lynn what she hoped came of as a confident smile and left her side to close the distance on the window seat.

That smile smoothed down into something more gentle when she met the eye-lights of the Meral. Instead of sitting, she stopped a mere two inches away, placed her hands on her knees, and squatted halfway to be more eye-level. “Hello you two... May I sit with you?” Novie thought it better to vocalize her every intention before acting, to minimize the risk of startling the Ember.

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The Meral smiled, and vocally agreed, while the Ember plopped down at the edge of the seat precariously, with a wide, relaxed grin. “Sure thing doll, don’t hold back on my account.” The Meral swiftly pulled the Ember further back in case he fell, gripping on by the soft creme coloured sweater, and lightly tugging. 

Novie sat carefully next to the two bitties on the soft, plush window seat, propping a pillow against the wall to cushion her back. She watched quietly as the Meral shifted himself and his brother to face her, the Ember, being over a foot taller than the Meral, placed him between his femurs, in a loose hug.

“Hello There! How Are You, Miss?” The Meral asked calmly, and the two brothers snuggled close together. They looked utterly adorable like that, so reliant and comfortable with each other.

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Tucking her clasped hands between her knees once seated, Novie kept the niggling thought of her leg-bouncing habit in the forefront of her mind. Best not to jiggle the seat with occupants who will feel the tremors much stronger than regular sized folk would, especially when one of them may have a more difficult time rebalancing himself. That, and it’s an embarrassing tick. “I’m perfect, thank you!” she said, looking down on them warmly. “Ah...the elven girl—shoot, I don’t think I caught her name,” Novie felt her cheeks heat at her blunder but stumbled on, “um, well, she said your guys’ day hasn’t been the, the...best? How has—! A-Are you two feeling better than earlier?” One error, false confidence gone. She could already feel her fingers beginning to nervously drum against the backs of her hands.

“If that’s...okay to ask?” she finished, nearly murmuring by the end of her spiel.

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The Ember let out a chuckle at the nervous tone, standing up carefully before holding out his arms for his brother, who directing him over to the trembling leg. He patted it gently with both hands, both to assure himself that she was there, and to reassure Novie. 

“It’s fine, doll. Today was just a lot louder at the Centre, and it was a little overwhelming. My sight may not be all it’s cracked up to be,” he gestures to his facial cracks, running his palm over the one above his socket, “But my hearing is enhanced, so I’m pretty sensitive to noise.” He finished. The Meral lets out a small laugh at the pun, before he, too, pats Novie’s leg comfortingly.

“With The Quarantine, The Others Are Indulging In Their More Noisy, Disruptive Hobbies, So We Increasingly Find Ourselves In Need Of A Quiet Place.” The Meral mentions, though he doesn’t sound angry, or frustrated. He sounded relatively content. It seems that the Meral shared a dislike for loud noise as well. “Though,” the Meral continued, “You Sound More Anxious Than Us.”

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A trickle of laughter ran through her at the Ember’s sense of humor, albeit rather subdued. Puns. Of course. Neither his joke nor the comforting touches went unappreciated, and she tried to show as such with a strained smile before registering that the gesture would not be mean anything to him. At least in the Ember’s case, so she instead angled her face towards the Meral.

“Anxious, is the right word. I’m not good with the whole...‘meeting new people’ thing.” Novie lifted her hands and waved them in a non-committal manner, mindful to not jostle her legs while doing so, then placed them folded over her lap. Her mouth took to moving faster than her hands had. “Not-! To say anything about either of you in any way-! That’s just, just a me thing...!”

“But, um,” she plowed on, too tense to keep on the topic of herself, “is there no other area you can go to to unwind here? An outdoor area in the back, maybe?”

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Both the Meral and the Ember nodded and hummed in agreement. “We don’t find it all that easy around new people either, doll. Don’t you worry about a thing.” The Ember’s words and his little grin was easy going, but he too, seemed slightly nervous as he fiddled with his soft sweater with one hand, the other still lightly pressed on Novie’s leg to remind himself of where she is.

“We Can Go Outside, And We Often Do, Miss Lynn Built Us A Special Gazebo Area For Us To Go To When Needed, But With The Chaos In The Centre, She Wants To Keep Us All Inside To Keep Track Of Us All.” The Meral explained calmly, his eye-lights focused on his brother, who stumbled slightly as he shifted himself.

“We don’t mind too much, it’s far warmer in here, and I can play my music still, so it’s not too bad.” The Ember continued when he righted himself. “Could you tell us a little more about yourself? The only way I can learn to recognise people is by voice, so I’d like to hear yours a little more, doll.” He looked up, skull tilted around where Novie’s head was, nervously.

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She listened, using the lull of her input to try and force herself to relax. It was nearly all for nothing when she saw the little guy stumble, heart in her throat, hand shooting out automatically to hover a centimeter beside him, not touching but at the ready to catch him. Torn between ensuring his safety and the off-chance of insulting him, Novie remained motionless, making no comment, only taking her hand back after he righted himself on his own. Her gaze trailed to the Meral - a question there, asking if she just did something wrong - before her attention was grabbed by the Ember speaking again.

“About me, okay... I like music, same as you. There’s almost always a song playing somewhere in the house.” Then, added on as she remembered neither of them were fond of loud noise: “But it’s not blasting! Just, ah, audible in the areas I’m moving through.”

It felt awkward to have the attention on her but at least the panicked feeling from earlier was fading the longer she spoke. “Frage and I spend a lot of free time reading, sometimes together. Oh! He’s one of my two bitties. A Nightmare and a Dream type.” Speaking of those two pulled her lips up into her first natural smile of the day.

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The Meral, noticing Novie’s hand dart out in an unsure attempt to help the blind bitty find his centre of balance, smiled softly at the hesitant action, looking up to Novie, giving a slight nod to himself. She seemed like a good person to him, and knew she would treat his brother well. As she spoke, the Meral helped the Ember even closer to Novie. Now that he had seen a willing sign that she would accept their affections, he, and the Ember, climbed carefully onto her legs.

“We love music! Though we hate loud noises, I don’t like silence either, since it makes me feel isolated and alone since I can’t see a thing. That sounds great, doll.” The Ember responded merrily, plopping down onto Novie’s leg for balance. “We’re not too picky with our company either, we get along with most bitties, so there would be no issues.”

“I Agree, We Are Both Very Agreeable Bitties, And As Long As No Harm Comes To My Brother Or I, I Believe We Would All Get Along Nicely.” The Meral added, sitting calmly on Novie’s lap. He was slightly nervous, knowing he was a bigger sized bitty, and didn’t want to cause any discomfort. “Not That I’m Implying That Your Bitties Or Yourself Would Hurt Us!” He added quickly, realising the wording of his reply.

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*opens the doors dramatically with Navy on my shoulder and Ezrah looking embarrassed and points at any stone bitties in sight* "We, are the crystal gems!"

Lynn laughs joyfully, “Back to visit so soon? Seems like your Meral, Ezrah, fits in delightfully!” 

She pointedly looks at the mint coloured blush that dusts Ezrah’s cheekbones. The silliness of the scenario causes Lynn to laugh again, and Ezrah’s expression doubles her fits. “It sure appears like you’re having a lot of fun!”

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I started to have a giggle fit when Lynn started laughing until finally calming down. “He’s fitting in great with everyone!” I chirped happily, pointing at Ezrah. “It’s Amusing To See What Everyone Gets Into,” Ezrah says, his blush fading slightly, “Everyone’s Very Nice And Calm With The Younger One’s Being Exceptionally Excited To See A New Face.” Ezrah starts to have those “vitenam war flash backs” which was really Mel seeing him and being a tad too loud for the poor lads liking. Navy decided that he didn’t want to deal with my shenanigans and gave you a quick “hi ok bye”, slipped into the hood of my hoodie and nodded off.

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“I’m so glad you’re happy in your new home, Ezrah, and that you’ve been welcomed so warmly!” Lynn smiles gleefully towards the tall Meral. “Oh! That reminds me, that medical book you wanted me to order for you came today, let me go get it for you while you’re here!” 

She rushed off quickly behind the counter, ducking down and coming back with a pastel blue book, passing it over to the excited Meral. “Thank You, Miss Lynn!”

“It’s nice to see you too, Navy, I’ve seen some pictures of you making brownies with your new family.” Lynn waved as the tiny bitty hid away in the hood for a nap. “Is there any particular reason you came by today, or was it just for a fun visit?” Lynn asked curiously, a wide smile across her face.

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*opens the doors dramatically with Navy on my shoulder and Ezrah looking embarrassed and points at any stone bitties in sight* "We, are the crystal gems!"

Lynn laughs joyfully, “Back to visit so soon? Seems like your Meral, Ezrah, fits in delightfully!” 

She pointedly looks at the mint coloured blush that dusts Ezrah’s cheekbones. The silliness of the scenario causes Lynn to laugh again, and Ezrah’s expression doubles her fits. “It sure appears like you’re having a lot of fun!”