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Okay, last time I really didn't explain myself well. This is for any kids that feel they want someone around to help out; like fixing things, cooking, for any reason. This isn't any kind of...I don't know, like collection thing. Child services. What it would be is anybody who doesn't mind moving into the apartments on the far east of the village, you guys would all take rooms over there. So you can still live with whoever you want. And then there would be some adults moving into apartments in the same building, so you'd have somebody close who's there to do stuff like get groceries and help you with anything you need. Again, if you don't want to do this, you're definitely in no way obligated to, nobody's coming after you, etc. Just for those who want to.
Raine...not the Raine I know. Other Raine. Married Raine. ...and her daughter. Wow, I didn't get anybody's names, I suck. Leonardo, No-ah Joo, Oswald and anybody else would wouldn't mind moving to the apartments near the shopping center and would like to help look after anyone who feels they need it, I'd like to talk with each of you. Off the journals, if that's fine; I'll come to you.
If there's any suggestions you want to make or anything, by all means. Definitely my first time doing something like this, so I've got no idea whether or not this is how you go about it.
...oh yeah; anybody who can help with the playground needs to contact Molly. She's running the show.
Raine...not the Raine I know. Other Raine. Married Raine. ...and her daughter. Wow, I didn't get anybody's names, I suck. Leonardo, No-ah Joo, Oswald and anybody else would wouldn't mind moving to the apartments near the shopping center and would like to help look after anyone who feels they need it, I'd like to talk with each of you. Off the journals, if that's fine; I'll come to you.
If there's any suggestions you want to make or anything, by all means. Definitely my first time doing something like this, so I've got no idea whether or not this is how you go about it.
...oh yeah; anybody who can help with the playground needs to contact Molly. She's running the show.
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Date: 2010-02-28 10:16 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-02-28 10:22 am (UTC)But he has an armful of very, very fragile baby.
So despite the fact that pounding down a couple steps is practically nothing and that Sophie's weight in his arm is practically nothing, Cloud can still do little more than snag the back of Stella's dress to keep her from busting her face open and hope it would be enough.]
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Date: 2010-02-28 10:26 am (UTC)SHRIIIIIIP.
That would be the sound of Stella's dress ripping before she lands on the stairs with a light whumpf!]
Ow...
[That didn't hurt as much as it would have if she hit that full speed, and she isn't falling down them, so she's safe! She just has to sit up and rub her cheek since she turned her head to avoid a broken nose.
At first, she doesn't even notice that Cloud is pretty much holding the back of her dress.]
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Date: 2010-02-28 10:31 am (UTC)Because he can see the back of a white lacy bra.]
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Date: 2010-02-28 10:33 am (UTC)...
Why is her back so cold?
Oh.]
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Date: 2010-02-28 10:40 am (UTC)So is Sophie, for that matter. Cloud rushes down the stairs and kneels next to her worriedly, and Sophie sobs and reaches for her mother against his grip.] Stella- Stella! Are you all right, are you hurt? Did you break anything?
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Date: 2010-02-28 10:48 am (UTC)Second, she stares with wide eyes at the back of her dress. That was a perfectly good dress and now it's ruined.
Third, she realizes just how much of her back was exposed. With her arms full of a crying child, though, there isn't much she can do about that except hunch her shoulders a bit in embarrassment.
Fourth, she hears Cloud talking to her.]
... What? Oh, I... yes- No, nothing's broken- I'm fine.
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Date: 2010-02-28 10:52 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-02-28 10:55 am (UTC)Ah... Cloud?
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Date: 2010-02-28 10:56 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-02-28 10:59 am (UTC)[Nevertheless, she takes the shirt. A little too quickly since this is really embarrassing, so it seems more like she's plain grabbing it out of his hands. Now, to show off the art of getting a shirt on with a baby in one arm. Thankfully, the shirt covers her look of pain when the fabric presses against her bruised cheek.]
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Date: 2010-02-28 11:04 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-02-28 11:08 am (UTC)If you insist...
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Date: 2010-02-28 11:11 am (UTC)...can you walk? You didn't twist an ankle or anything did you?
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Date: 2010-02-28 04:08 pm (UTC)[She's still looking at anything except him, though. Let's try the wall beside him- no she can still see his skin. Let's imagine that it's Walter in front of her instead of Cloud. Theeeere we go.]
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Date: 2010-02-28 05:47 pm (UTC)But that bruise on her cheek. Yeowch.] Let's get to my house. I have something that can heal that for you.
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Date: 2010-03-01 04:07 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-03-01 09:34 pm (UTC)Heading to the house with some uncomfortable silence now. At least it's right next door?]
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Date: 2010-03-01 09:43 pm (UTC)To distract herself, Stella talks to Sophie. Though Sophie is already a girl of few words, she still responds and points to things. This is also to avoid stares. After all, it's not every day that Cloud walks around shirtless with Stella obviously wearing his shirt trailing behind him.]
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Date: 2010-03-02 07:46 am (UTC)She opens her eyes, intending to say "thank you" and leave because this is way too risky, but her voice catches in her throat, and her intentions vanish. He's really close like this...]
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From:[Action] pretend that's cloud idk
From:[Action] then pretend that's stella 8|
From:[Action] yours is cuter than mine D|
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