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@merylshybyebye
*He frowned. He hadn’t played the game in years. Not since his long travel to Sugarleaf Valley with Joe on his back.* Uh… sure. I guess we can play that…
...Yay...[Smiling nervously, she ran her hand along her cheek. She figured that since she had suggested it, she should start it] ...Well...Once upon a time...there was a boy and girl...
Differences and Similarities - Meryl/Quinn
[Watching as the other girl suddenly covers her face, Quinn takes a step back of her own, catching on to the fact that she may have scared her. Taking a quick look around, she checked to see if there was anything else scary around, before quickly turning her attention back to the girl]
[The smile returns to her face as the child begins to relax, and she can only laugh at the girl’s words] Well then you can come to my house if you want! It’s warm there and we have a bathroom, so…
[Her grin broadens] Wanna come? My name’s Quinn, by the way! What’s yours?
[Stares back at the girl, relaxing enough to manage a meek smile] ...Really?...Thank you... [She nodded, walking a bit closer to her. She seemed, nice. Children usually weren't as cruel as adults anyway]
[She clutched more protectively to her thin clothes, hoping to diminish the cold chill picking and pulling at her hair] ...It's Meryl...
[She felt a little embarrassed about having been so frightful and so bold. She really should say something, but she couldn't think of anything really. From out of her bag, she pulled out her plush doll]...This is Cielo...She's really special...
@Trent
*A brief flicker of confusion passes across his features, though he supposes that it’s possible* *He’d have to ask Elli if this child came in to the clinic at some point when he was away in Forget-Me-Not Valley or the Sunshine Islands on call*
*He smiles as the child takes his hand, and he leads her into the examination room, helping her onto the examination table before moving over to the cabinet and taking out some supplies to clean and bandage her hand*
It won’t hurt a bit, I promise.
*Trent wets a cotton ball with peroxide before moving back over to the examination table*
You did a very good job of keeping the cut covered; that was very good thinking. Why don’t you put your handkerchief away, so I can put a bandaid on your hand instead?
*He waits for her to move the small, pink cloth before bending down and carefully taking her hand in his own, relieved to see that it was only a scratch as he’d suspected* *The doctor carefully cleans out the cut with the cotton ball before taking out a pink bandaid and putting it over the cut*
There we are, good as new.
*Trent takes out a few lollipops and offers them to her*
Since you were such a brave girl, you can choose whichever one you want.
[Quietly, she followed his directions, removing the handkerchief at his will, eyeing him carefully. It felt a bit weird for someone to hold her hand, but she took this opportunity to get a better view of his hands. He felt so familiar to her, it was hard reminding herself that this wasn't Alex]
[While it didn't hurt, Meryl did have to admit it did sting. She shivered a bit the feel of the cold liquid but managed not to make a sound]
[Luckily, he was quick to place the bandage on her wound, and she rubbed at it curiously. At his offer, Meryl scrutinized the lollipops and finally settled on what she hoped was a cherry lollipop]
[Looking out the window of the clinic, she noticed it had begun to rain. Furiously. As if the sky were angry.] [Unwrapping the paper and taking a lick of it, she hesitated]...Is it okay...if I stay here for a while...Doctor Trent...?
Christmas Gifts - Meryl/Raven
Well I’m very glad he’s nice to you, Meryl… [Reaches out to lightly pat the girl’s head, though careful not to touch her for more than a few seconds] Your gift was so sweet… thank you again.
[Laughs lightly as the girl denies her gift, shaking her head and continuing to hold the bracelets outwards] Aw, come on, please… ♥? It would make me real happy if you took one you know.
[She pauses, tilting her head slightly as she ponders over the child’s final words] Oh, you don’t have to thank me, Meryl! I just want to see you happy, that’s all.
...Yes... I only hope I'm as nice to him as he is to me... [Brief memories of the tomato contest came to her. Still despite their praise and encouragement, she couldn't help but feel she was to blame for their loss, even in the slightest. So lost in thought was she, that she didn't even realize she was being pet until she looked up to see Raven's hand retreating]
[Bashfully, she accepted one of the bracelets Raven held ] ....It's very pretty... [Admiring the bracelet in her tiny hands, she realized she had never really paid much attention to the crafts that she made]
[She smiled brightly at her words, feeling meek. Holding the bracelet, she couldn't help but be happy. Another kind deed. Another kind object to cherish.] [It was really too much for the little girl who started to sniffle, and then began to bawl relentlessly]
*He frowned. He hadn’t played the game in years. Not since his long travel to Sugarleaf Valley with Joe on his back.* Uh… sure. I guess we can play that…
[Nods, a small smile curling her lips ever so slightly] ...Reallly...?
Okay...I'll start...[Clears her throat, speaking a decibel louder than usual]...Once upon a time, there was a little girl and a boy...
Do you even play Family with Tim?
[Blushes instantly, replying a little shakily] …Not often…But occasionally…Usually we go adventuring…But Dan likes to play house…[Even more flustered] …A lot…
*He looked around. He hadn’t seen the shop since he helped build it. A few things changed, but not much. Looking over at Meryl, he moved to sit next to her.* A game? What kind?
[Meryl ran her fingers through her braid nervously] ...Maybe we could...play the story game...?
[Noticing the confusion in his eyes, she explained] ...Uh...It's like... I say a part of a story...and then you say the rest of it....
*Quickly turning the door, he returned his grip back to Meryl and nudged the door open. Once inside, he set her down and closed the door.* That was smart of you.
[Straightening out her dress once she was put down, the little girl shrugged]...I guess...Thank you...
[Looking around, Meryl scratched her head and waddled over to the couch they had in the shop, motioning for the carpenter to sit next to her] [Sits down quietly for a couple of minutes before asking] ...Do you wanna play a game...?
*Yeah, he was busy… but Gwen and Dan and who else wouldn’t approve of him leaving Meryl alone.* It’s fine. I can take care of it all later.
*Readjusting her in his arms, he continued down the path until they reached the orchard. This was… a bit awkward. He was never really involved with children, even Tim.* Is the door locked?
[She felt a little bad about distracting him but she was glad that she wouldn't have to be alone] ...Okay
[Meryl never spent much time with Kurt, he always seemed to be too cool and distant] ...Yup, I left it unlocked....because I was gonna go right home...
*He frowned, deciding to drop the topic since he was unsure of how to explain it any further*
*Frown deepens, bringing her through the town* Mm… Do you need someone to stay with you until Ronald comes back?
[At his offer, she shook her head no, only to shake it yes a second later]...Aren't you busy...? [Adds a second later] ...I mean...If you're not...It might be nice....Uncle Kurt...
[Feeling incredibly embarrassed about her request, she buried her face in the crook of his neck]
There are always scary things happening in the world. There are always wonderful things happening. And it’s up to you to decide how you’re going to approach the world…how you’re going to live in it, and what you’re going to do.
Deborah Wiles, Countdown (via quoted-books)
Out of It [Jamie&Meryl]
"When someone knits something for someone, it’s a lot warmer than it looks," she explained. "Because of the intentions behind it… That’s… that’s the first thing I ever knitted, so don’t lose it."
"Don’t cry!" Jamie exclaimed, becoming even more nervous by the girl kissing her cheek. She lost her balance, falling on her bottom. "W-What did I tell you about crying, Meryl? And it’s cold outside; your tears will freeze."
[Meryl nodded, understanding exactly what she meant. She could feel the warmth radiating from outside to inside, or maybe it was from inside to outside, she couldn't be sure, but she was sure that she was happy]
[Whimpers softly as Jamie manages to fall backwards, dragging herself down with the farmer] ...I-I'm sorry...[She manages to suppress a giggle, continuing to cling to Jamie's poncho] ...I'm sorry, I'm just...really happy...[She wipes the freezing trail of tears off her cheeks, not caring that it was cold. Jamie really did care about her? The mere thought made her cheeks feel warmer already]
Christmas Gifts - Meryl/Raven
… ? [Raven’s eyes widen as Meryl announces that she brought her a gift, before her lips eventually settle into a soft smile. Reaching forward to take the box, she opens it up as she speaks a response] Oh, well that was very nice of your friend… ♥
[The piece of ore is nothing more than iron, but Raven pretends to be surprised nonetheless, grinning broadly at the sight] You’re right, that is a real good piece of ore that you found there! Thank you so much… I’m sure I’ll be able to make something really beautiful out of it.
Now… [Though she does not have a specific gift planned for Meryl, Raven stands up and walks over to a shelf, picking out a number of small, child-sized bracelets that she had for sale] … [Bends down in front of the little girl, holding the bracelets flat against her palm] Do you want to pick the one that you like the best? As a thank you for the nice gift. ♥
[Nods, a nervous smile latching onto her face] ...Yes...He's very nice to me...
[Relieved at the look of joy on Raven's face, the little girl breathed out peacefully. She was glad to be able to give nice things to people that had been so kind to her] ...Hooray...!
[Watches as Raven leaves, only to return with a handful of bracelets. Thankful for once that her skin was so tan so as to cover up the blush developing on her cheeks] ...? [She ran her fingers through her hair, sheepishly replying] ...You don't have to...I just wanted to...thank you...For everything...
Out of It [Jamie&Meryl]
"Sharing is an invitation for trouble," she explained. "I would not take advantage of you, but someone will. Do no trust anyone with something, unless you intend on giving it to them."
Jamie turned around, noticing Meryl had not come inside the house. She motioned for the girl to step inside. She did not blame Meryl for not wanting to come inside. After all, last time, she had told her to sleep in the barn. Turning back around, Jamie walked over to her dresser, where a red scarf and a pair of needles laid. She stared at the needles, telling herself that she had to return them. After all, she was only borrowing them.
Loaning out possessions is like sharing, isn’t it? She shook her head. Stupid…
She took the scarf and returned to Meryl. “I made this; don’t lose it. You won’t get another.” She crossed her arms. “And you remember what I said about hand-made clothes, right?” She was certain she had shared with Meryl the origins of her poncho. Her mother knitted it for her as part of her coming of age. Everything she felt went into making it. For that reason, Jamie cherished it deeply. “S-So, take care of it.” She bent her knees and wrapped the scarf around the girl. “If anyone asks…” She looked away. “Tell them to leave me alone.”
...Okay... [Sometimes it was easier to just accept what Jamie said then to get into a fight over it]
[Her sinking feelings of sadness were soon assuaged by the look of kindness on Jamie's face. She followed the farmer into the house, trying to take in as much of it as she could. Her attention finally returns to Jamie]
...? [ A red scarf, as a gift from Jamie? It was so strange, almost surreal. She reached out to touch it with tiny fingers.] ....No, I don't....remember what you said...about hand-made clothes...
...For me...? [She was thrilled to say the least. Sniffling, she struggled to hold back tears, but they started slowly and soon, she had no control of them. She rushed over to Jamie, holding on lightly to her shoulders, and placed a delicate kiss on her cheek] ...T-thank you...
@Trent
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*enters the waiting room at the sound of a quiet voice, frowning worriedly at the sight of the young girl* *allows his frown to melt into a reassuring smile as he approaches her, kneeling down to speak to her at eye-level*
I don’t believe I’ve seen you around here before… are you lost?
*he notices the small bit of blood that seeps through the pink handkerchief that covers her hand, and he keeps the disarming smile on his face despite his worry as he holds out his own hand for her to take*
My name is Doctor Trent—why don’t you come inside with me and I’ll help make your hand feel better?
[ Shyly stares back, her expression both pained and worried but overall, trying to remain calm] [Quirks her eyebrow a second, confused and wondering why Alex was here - or, it had to be someone else. Still, they looked so similar]
...Well, I've been here...before but I never... saw you...
[As he offers out his hand she takes a glimpse of it, wondering whether or not to take it. After studying it for a minute or two, she finally develops the courage to take it, meekly grasping onto his fingertips]
[She isn't exactly fond of doctors, and the fear of them from those around he doesn't do much to help. Doctor Trent? So he wasn't Alex, maybe he was related. Meryl made a mental note to ask him about it when she finally got her bearings]
...Okay...Just as long as...it doesn't hurt...
Out of It [Jamie&Meryl]
Jamie looked at the girl for a moment, before shaking her head. “But you should keep your blueberries to yourself. If you gathered them, they are yours and no one else’s.”
Jamie bit her lip, unsure how to answer that. She technically did, but she was still learning. “Come with me.” She walked to the door to her house and opened it up. “Wait here.” She pointed inside, just next to the door.
[She shook her head more, a determined look defining her features] ...B-but if someone wants to...give you something...that's okay right...? I mean... Sharing is a nice thing...
[Meryl followed Jamie, prepared to take a step into the house, only to be told to wait outside. Still, she did as she was told with a small frown on her face]
Differences and Similarities - Meryl/Quinn
Dumb Kelsey… not wanting to play with me… [Walks through the snow, her arms crossed in front of her as she pouts. The small girl kicks up piles off snow as she walks, obviously bored and frustrated as a result of being alone]
… ? [She soon looks up, and sees another little girl that seems to be around her age. Quinn’s eyes widen significantly and she is suddenly smiling broadly as she runs up to the stranger]
Hello! Hello… ! How come your here? [She tilts her head as she looks at the girl, curiosity quickly settling over her as she quickly asks question after question] Are you lost? Do you need help?
[The little girl clung to her thin jacket and clothes, struggling to stay warm. It probably wasn't best for her to be walking alone in the winter, but it was something she would do anyhow]
[While walking, a girl starts to run up to her and Meryl's eyes widen with fright. Had she done something wrong? In fear, she recoils a bit, covering her face with her arms ]
[It takes her a few breaths of the frosty air to finally answer the girl who seemed to be more happy than angry. Slowly, her arms lower and she begins to relax] ...Well...Uh...I was just walking around... [Whines softly, feeling very foolish for being so scared of the girl. Whispers softly]...I need to pee....
