[Just a little late to the party (Event Post)]

[partlychilled]

::There's a distraught squeal from Erland's living room. It seems a small girl with a fluffy cat hat has somehow wandered into the house from the open door. She's in a plain but cute brown dress, and shaking like a leaf. Anyone in Erland's house or coincidentally at Xi's cafe likely heard her.::

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[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

::She's standing as still as a person can with the need to breathe and those annoying involuntary twitches.::

[partlychilled.livejournal.com]

::...that's kind of creepy. Like a cougar waiting to pounce. Regardless, the girl picks up the tissue and wipes her eyes... and blows her nose.::

... Vi..di...ya?

::It's obvious that her name doesn't exactly roll off the tongue of the young girl.::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

... That's my name.

[partlychilled.livejournal.com]

...you have a weird name.

::...well, she's not crying so much, at least.::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

... My husband gave it to me. He had a weird sense of humor.

::Smiles.:: I hope the tissues were comfortable enough on your nose.

[partlychilled.livejournal.com]

::The girl stares at Vidya.::

...but... mommies and daddies give people their names.

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

It was a very unique situation. I shared a name with a sister of mine who had nothing in common with me. And the new name fit.

[partlychilled.livejournal.com]

::She stares at Vidya like what was said made no sense.::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

... Uh. I took the name on so I could be my own person.

[partlychilled.livejournal.com]

::Seems the girl still doesn't get it.::

...thank you... for the tissue...

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

Any time. ... Is there anything else I can get you?

::She does seem to be wondering about something.::

[partlychilled.livejournal.com]

::The girl seems to debate for a little bit.::

I... I s-should go home...

::Strangely the idea doesn't seem entirely sweet to her.::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure where your home is dear.

::More wondering.::

[partlychilled.livejournal.com]

It's in m-Morioka...

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

... Uh. That's very peculiar, and by if I've not lost my mind yet, you shouldn't be here, dear.

::She does seem honestly surprised.::

[partlychilled.livejournal.com]

::...and now she's crying.::

I know... I know... I'm sorry... I'm sorry...

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

For what? I'm not upset at you.

[partlychilled.livejournal.com]

::The girl pauses, probably thinking of something to reply to that with, but thinking the better of actually saying it.::

...daddy's gonna be mad...

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

huh?

[partlychilled.livejournal.com]

He's gonna be mad! He's gonna be mad!

::...and now she's a mess again.::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

...

::Tries to walk over to her. I think she needs a hug.::

[partlychilled.livejournal.com]

::The girl flinches away as Vidya gets close, immediately looking guilty for doing so. It sadly doesn't help the crying.::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

... I'm not going to hurt you, dear.

::Looks hurt, like you just punched her.::

[partlychilled.livejournal.com]

...sorry... sorry... sorry...

::Crying more. Geeze, this girl...::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

... for what?

::Rather confused.::