paradisa | Sixth toothmark

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sunny baudelaire

Sixth toothmark

[Waking up this morning Sunny first thought that the room had shrank and was quite confused. Didn't the castle just send them to that island with the dinosaurs? Why would it do something else to them quite so soon?

Then it dawns on her: It wasn't that the room had shrank. She had grown. She had grown a lot. Not only had she grown in size but she had apparently aged as well. She had been aged up once before when everyone was at that nursing home but this... this was different. She moves to a mirror and touches her face, looking over her new features. Different but still unmistakably her. This is certainly an unexpected development, though not entirely unwelcome. It will be nice to actually speak with her friends... a few in particular come immediately to mind.

She moves to the closet, thankfully finding that she had been provided with clothes to fit her new stature. She quickly gets dressed before picking up her journal. She bites her lip, thinking for a moment before speaking]

Is the castle usually in the habit of changing one's age so suddenly? I feel rather akin to that girl in the story who ate the cake and suddenly found herself as large as the room.

[Mr. Snicket]

Mr. Snicket... do you have a moment?

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[Leonard Church]

Church? This is Sunny. I've unexpectedly found myself older and thought we might take this opportunity to speak.

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[Chell]

Hello, Chell. This is Sunny. The castle has unexpectedly made me older and I'd very much like to see you if you're free.

[/Chell]

[She thinks for a moment before putting out one final filter]

[Violet]

The castle has made me older. I'm going to go out to visit some friends to take advantage of this while I am able. I didn't want you to worry. I would like to make dinner for us tonight, if you haven't made other arrangements.

[/Violet]

((OOC: Loss start!))

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I don't have any particular preference as far as location. I don't have any immediate plans if you're not opposed to meeting now.

Okay... um, I guess we could meet in the lobby or somewhere in town? Whatever works.

Meeting outside sounds lovely.

Outside works. By the fountain?

That sounds perfect. I'll meet you there.

[Church is waiting by the fountain, trying not to look bored. He's back in his human looking 'Harper body', since an unfortunate incident with a Tyrannosaur left his old body a little banged up.]

[She doesn't recognize him, at first, but there is a pretty 22 year old who seems to be looking around for someone.]

[Yeah, captain oblivious over here totally doesn't recognize the pretty 22 year old as looking for him. His only points of reference for Sunny are two and eighty years old... this can't be Sunny.]

[Well this is just strange. She's not seeing that blue suit anywhere. But... there is that guy standing over there. She walks over, a friendly smile on her face]

Excuse me? I'm sorry to bother you but I'm looking for my friend. He's usually in a suit of blue armor. Have you seen him?

What?

[Did she say blue armor? No way.]

... Sunny? Holy Shit.

Uh, sorry... ah hem. I mean um, Hi.

[Oh hey! Her face lights up]

Church, hello! I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you.

Yeah uh, well... I didn't recognize you either so I guess we're even.

That's fair. Especially since I nearly didn't recognize myself this morning.

At least the castle didn't overshoot and turn you eighty again.

[He gives her a smirk]

So, what's up?

That's true.

[She laughs]

I thought it might be a good opportunity for us to have another conversation. [She tilts her head at him] Perhaps clear a few things up.

Ah...

[He runs a hand through his hair and shrugs.]

I uh, I hope I didn't seem like I was treating you like a helpless kid. You know, grabbing you like that and all.

[Because yes, he knows you don't like being treated like you're less than competent just because you're small and can't verbalize everything.]

[She shakes her head]

That's not what I meant. I understand why you did what you did and I appreciate it. I actually wanted to thank you for saving me.

Next time we're someplace like 'murder lizard island' try not to wander off on your own alright.

[He tries to sound like he thought it was an irritation. How dare she waste his time like that. Cover up the fact that he was genuinely worried about her, because he doesn't worry about people.]

I don't want to make a habit of coming to your rescue.

[She shakes her head, an amused smile quirking at the corners of her lips. She sees through your bullshit, Church.]

I'm often able to do much of my own rescuing, actually. I'm just unaccustomed to dealing with dinosaurs.

[She looks down, pausing for a moment before continuing]

That's what I wanted to discuss with you, actually... it's not Mr. Snicket's fault. None of it is.

Ugh, is that what you wanted to talk about? That... guy.

[See how reasonable he's being... he didn't call him an asshole or a pompous twit or a fuckstick or anything!]

And yeah... it is kind of his fault.

I know you like him and you want to defend him and shit... but some of it is at least partially his fault.

Yes I do. Church... [She pauses, looking off into the distance for a moment. The wind blows the hair back from her face as her eyes trace the horizon. She'd never thought she would be able to tell him this story but... it's time.]

A great many things have happened in my short life. A great many unfortunate things. It all started with a fire that claimed the lives of our parents...

[Nooo he doesn't need to know your tragic backstory! He feels bad enough for you as it is.]

You know... you don't have to tell me.

[If she really wants to, then fine. But you know, he's ok if she doesn't want to. He doesn't want her to feel obliged to.]

[She turns, giving him a small smile]

It's alright. I think it might help you understand things a little more. Besides... I've been told it has a happy ending... although I haven't reached that point yet.

[She gestures to a bench by the fountain]

Shall we sit?

Yeah, why not.

[He'll shrug and go sit at one end of the bench.]

[She'll sit on the other side, angling herself so she can face him. She smooths her skirt down as she sits since, while unaccustomed to her current age and stature she still knows how to be ladylike.

Once they've settled she continues her story]

My older siblings and I were at the beach when it happened. Mr. Poe... our parent's banker, came and told us there had been a terrible fire and they had perished. He had also come to take us to what was meant to be our new home. Per our parents' final request we were to be taken to stay with family. [she pauses, looking down at her hands] We'd never met this man before in our lives. We were told he was a distant cousin, but he was the closest relative geographically speaking so we were taken to him. He's tall and thin with shiny eyes, a unibrow and a tattoo of an eye on his ankle. Count Olaf.

[She closes her eyes when she says his name, picturing him as clearly as she could have if he were there. Which he wasn't, of course, since if he was she would have been asking Church to help save her a second time.]

He's a terrible man. He kept us in a tiny room with only one bed and we were forced to clean his house and cook for himself and his theatre troupe. He even hit [She tries to say her brother's name and is stopped... damn her loss] my brother. We found out that he'd only taken us in because he wanted the fortune my parents left us. We tried to tell Mr. Poe this but he wouldn't listen. Olaf was able to adopt us, despite our protests. When he found out that wouldn't allow him to have access to the money he found another way. [another pause, her eyes lifting to look at Church]

He wrote, directed and would star in a play in which he would marry my sister. Everyone thought it was just a play but he had his neighbor, a real Justice of the Peace, perform it and my sister and he were to sign a real marriage certificate. The only reason she went through with it was... was that he'd locked me in a cage, hung it outside of a tower and threatened to drop it if she didn't. Fortunately, my brother was able to rescue me by building a device to help him climb up the side of the tower and my sister signed with her left hand to prevent the document from being legal. Olaf was to be arrested for what he'd done but he escaped before anyone could capture him.

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