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 Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2023 1:20 pm
Quote: The Wishing Tree (2) : Your wish is only said to come true if you grant the wish of someone else; when you write your wish, you must also take one off of the tree and do your best to grant it. What wish do you pull off, and how do you intend to ‘grant’ it? Do you work with someone else to grant this wish, or do you work alone? You may get approval from another player to use the wish their character hung up, but no names are attached so your character may not ever know who wrote it! Sadie ran a finger over the slip of paper that she was holding, one that she had picked up off the tree in the center of the festival area on her way home. She'd read it a few times already, but now she flipped it open and read it again. Make hugs not war, it said, in spindly handwriting that looked like a child had scrawled it out. It brought a smile to Sadie's face, and while the wish for peace was deeper than the child might have realized, this was something that was at least easy to get a start on granting. She had a key to the Bell house now, since these days she spent as much time here as she did in her own apartment, if not more. When she didn't see Ignacio downstairs, she made her way quietly up the stairs and knocked twice on the bedroom door, paper in hand.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2023 1:44 am
Richard was dozing in and out, staring vaguely at the ceiling in-between bouts of fuzzy darkness. A floor fan buzzed in the corner, the oscillations causing air to periodically wash over him and blow a couple errant strands of hair into his face. He was still dressed in the polo shirt and jeans he'd worn to work at Kampana. A smattering of paper with crudely drawn stick-figure motion diagrams was pinned to his chest by one palm while his other hand brushed the errant strands of hair with vague impatience whenever he was conscious enough to notice them. A pencil lay forgotten on the blanket next to him. When Sadie knocked on the door, it rolled to the carpet as the sound startled Richard out of his drifting, and he was on his feet before he'd fully processed the reason for rousing. Blinking in the dim half-light, he yawned, called a vague, "hold on," and moved for the bedroom door. Glasses somewhat askew from having been fallen asleep in, Richard looked down at Sadie. "Oh. Hi. You can come in." A pause. "Ignacio's not here, if you're looking for him, though." The temporarily-forgotten papers in his hand crinkled when he rubbed the back of his head as he yawned again. "What's up?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2023 12:22 pm
It was true that Sadie had been looking for Ignacio, but it didn't seem helpful to say that when Richard cracked open the door, his glasses a little crooked and his eyes soft from sleepiness. Instead, she picked up the pencil that had rolled to her feet, and she offered it back to him with a gentle smile. She was quiet for maybe an awkwardly long second as she considered the note in her fingers, and the man in front of her. She might not have been as close to Richard as she was to some others, but the very first time they'd really talked alone, he'd sat with her through a panic attack. That same night, he'd stood up to her ancestor, and he'd never been anything but sweet as sweet to her, since. She could ask, she decided. "I picked up this wish," she told him, spinning the note around so that he could see the messy writing on it. "I was wondering, um," she glanced to his eyes, just for a moment, "Do you like hugs?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2023 7:12 pm
Richard leaned over to read the note, squinted, straightened his glasses, then squinted again. "Hugs?" He yawned halfway through the word, covering his mouth with the back of his hands and offering a nearly unintelligible, "sorry." There was only a moment while he processed the note and the circumstances under which it was in front of him. Then, brightening, "oh! Yeah, I love hugs." He stepped to the side. "You can come in, if you want. Or I can go out there. Up to you!" Richard made the second suggestion belatedly as his brain caught up with his mouth enough to recognize she might not be comfortable stepping into his and Ignacio's bedroom for this. "How're you doing, by the way?" as he knocked his glasses briefly askew again to rub sleep out of one eye with the back of his wrist. It was refreshing to be doing something so calmly normal and average. No emergency they needed to rush to.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2023 7:31 pm
As soon as the words were coming out of his mouth, saying that it was okay, Pendour was stepping into the door of the room. Richard might have been trying to keep her comfortable, but he didn't have to be worried about that. She moved over to him, her smile soft, her movements as fluid as water. She wasn't one to shy away from contact, usually, unless she thought it might make someone uncomfortable. In fact she might have been curled up against someone all the time, if she was allowed, and as she sat down on the bed next to Richard, she reached an arm around his shoulders and leaned her head softly against him, although she sat with her good eye towards him and watched a little to make sure he was okay with all this. "I'm okay," she told him. "Things have settled down some, lately. I've been sleeping again." That was something that hadn't happened when she'd been trying to deal with Faustite, or when she'd been worried about Encke. Lately, she'd been allowing herself to use the draining crystal on herself some again. "There's been some strange magic from the festival, but nothing awful."
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2023 11:51 pm
There was a moment of brief surprise, but Richard adapted readily. As they sat on the bed and she leaned against him, he rested his hand on her shoulder, tucking her a little closer. "Good. I'm glad to hear it. Sleeping well is the foundation for everything else." At least, that's what Richard had been told by Ignacio's therapist. His own was still evaluating him as well as they could given how little Richard could actually tell them about why he was there. At 'strange magic', his eyebrows rose nearly to his hairline. At 'nothing awful', they relaxed some, but not entirely. "Well, at long as chaos isn't trying to ruin things like they have before." It was a flippant comment that held a heavy undertone. "Are you having fun?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2023 4:41 pm
Sadie would have gone with the brief hug if that was what Richard was okay with, but she was glad he didn't seem to mind the more extended contact. She'd always been at her most comfortable curled up against another person. This was no different. "It's fun," she told him, quickly, before he could worry. "The star theme is all lovely, and the sentiments are sweet. I found a wish on that, um, tree?" She hoped he'd know the one, it was central enough to all the festivities, "That said to hug someone." She wrapped a long arm around his shoulder and gave a slight squeeze just to be sure that this counted as a hug and not only a cuddle. "Which means you, um, caught me. Looking for Ignacio, yes."
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