Seventh toothmark

[manymoreteef]

[Sunny had been quite confused the past two days. In part because she had been aged to approximately 22 years old, of course. However the most significant confusion came from the fact that she had not seen or heard from her sister in that time, despite having filtered to her through the journal. This was very concerning. At first she thought that Violet may have been caught up inventing something or at the library and had simply lost track of time... but she had never disappeared for this long before, not without telling her where she would be.

Fearing the worst, Sunny makes her way to the castle proper and walks to the room Violet had occupied prior to moving to the town. It's there that her worries are confirmed... Her sister has gone home. Sunny is now not just the littlest Baudelaire in the castle... but the only.

She takes a shaky breath as tears spring to her eyes. She knows that Violet will be going back to a better future than they had ever imagined they might have... she only wishes she could experience it, too. Yet even that knowledge could not ease the ache in her heart. She had never been without her siblings before and, even knowing that her guardian Mr. Snicket is there to protect her, she can't help but be afraid for what might happen once she returns to her normal age.

All answers would come in time, she knows. For now there is a task she must perform. She wipes her tears away with her fingers and pulls out her journal]

[Mr. Snicket]

[She can't tell him over the journal. Something like this... it has to be in person. It's too important. Too big. Her voice is soft as she dictates]

I must have a Very Forlorn Dialogue with you... May I come to your room?

[/filter]

[Filtered AWAY from Lemony Snicket]

[Sunny sniffles softly, wiping away a few more tears as they fall. A few droplets spatter on the journal page as she speaks, her voice heavy with sadness]

My name is Sunny Baudelaire. I am 2 years old... although the castle has temporarily made me somewhat older. I regret to inform you that... [She pauses, taking a breath as she tries to keep her voice steady. She might be crying but that doesn't mean she wants that fact to be general knowledge. ] I regret to inform you that my older sister has gone home.

[She sighs, frustrated now more than ever in her loss]

Unfortunately my loss is the ability to say her name... but we are both Baudelaires and she had a shop in town where we both lived. She is a brilliant inventor and had been working on opening a school and... [Her voice cracks and she covers her mouth with her hand, unable to continue. She just hopes that was enough for people to know she meant Violet]

((OOC: Open over the journal or action for the hallway outside Violet's former room))

Comments

Leonard Church

[manymoreteef]

[She opens her mouth to argue but she knows Church well enough at this point to know it's pointless. Instead she tries her best to dry her tears before he gets there.]

[originalcopy]

[It doesn't take long for him to get there from his part of the castle.]

Hey.

[He gives her a thin but sympathetic smile.]

[manymoreteef]

[She tries to return that smile, though it doesn't quite reach her eyes. Her reddened eyes remain filled with sadness]

Hello, Church. [She pauses, looking down at the floor] You didn't have to come find me...

[originalcopy]

I can go...

[Right, he'd just sort of acted and hadn't thought that maybe she'd rather mourn her loss in peace.]

I just... let me know if you need anything.

[manymoreteef]

[Part of her wants him to leave... wants to be alone with this pain. But she's never BEEN alone before. She slowly starts shaking her head, not trusting her voice]

[originalcopy]

[As adult as she appears right now and as mature as she is for a two year old, she is still a little girl. And now she's a little girl without any family.]

Do you want me to help you find Lemony?

[He still detests the man, but he is her guardian and he's making the effort to not be so belligerent toward him. He'll take care of her, that's what guardians are supposed to do after all.]

[manymoreteef]

[And right now she feels more like a little girl than she has in quite a while. She would like nothing more than to just sit and cry and be held by someone who cares but she knows that in her current form it would be quite unbecoming... and that Church would likely not be one to extend such a gesture. She keeps her head down, her voice soft as she speaks]

I've filtered to him. I'm... He doesn't know, yet. I'm going to tell him myself when I go see him.

[originalcopy]

Okay.

[He nods and runs a hand through his hair. He isn't really the kind of person to extend the gesture, but he will provide a shoulder to cry on if she needs it. He understands the pain of loosing someone you love.]

Well, why don't we find someplace to wait for him to answer.

[Because staying right here is not going to help.]

[manymoreteef]

[Just being in her general proximity is helping a great deal, even without the actual physical contact of hugging. She takes a breath and nods, finally lifting her chin up to look at him]

I think that's a good idea. Thank you.

[originalcopy]

[Shit, how else to reasonably normal people handle this kind of thing? None of his coping strategies are really useful let alone kid friendly.]

Do you uh, want to get a drink of water or something?

[He'll walk close by but not too close. He doesn't want to crowd her just let her know he's there to support her.]

[manymoreteef]

[She just might be moving a little closer as they walk, wanting the comfort of being close to someone. She just hopes she's not completely infringing on his personal space by doing so]</>

I would like that, thank you.

[originalcopy]

[Part of him finds it a bit awkward, but despite appearances this is Sunny and he wouldn't be nearly so hesitant to hug her if she were her regular age. A week of parenthood taught him kids like hugs. Funny how age shapes how you deal with someone. Years spent in armor doesn't really help matters any.

He'll hesitantly pat her shoulder. That's comforting right?]

[manymoreteef]

[It is comforting! She manages to give him a sad smile]

Thank you, Church. It's a great comfort to have friends here I can speak with.

[originalcopy]

If you ever need anything else...

[manymoreteef]

I'll certainly ask you. Thank you, Church.

[She pauses]

I know there isn't very much that I am able to do but if there is anything...

[originalcopy]

[He nods and smiles slightly.]

You helped me with Beth. She liked you, kept trying to chew everything after meeting you.

[manymoreteef]

[That brings a small smile to her face]

It is a very enjoyable pastime, I'll have you know.

[originalcopy]

[He chuckles]

It seems like it. There are certainly worse hobbies out there.

[manymoreteef]

It does come in handy, as well, if one has very sharp teeth.