vesselofagod: (014| We search for space to breathe)
Kisara ([personal profile] vesselofagod) wrote in [community profile] bravenewworld2014-05-14 05:13 pm

01| Action

[A young woman with long white hair approaches the gates of Union, accompanied by a brightly glowing Litwick. She looks up at them in awe, never having seen anything like them before. But anyone watching could easily see her steps faltering, her gait becoming increasingly unsteady. The relief at seeing them snaps the strain that she's managed to keep herself up under, and she collapses to the ground in a heap.

The Litwick with her is upset, if not entirely surprised. He tries tugging at her clothes, but it doesn't wake her. With that having failed, he tries to find someone else he could alert to the problem. After all, they were finally at a human settlement, right? Surely there had to be someone.
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bleeding_heart: (Inquisitive)

[personal profile] bleeding_heart 2014-05-14 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Merrill doesn't have a permanent residence in Union, so she spends quite a bit of time outside its gates camping out with her Pokemon. This also means she makes a lot of trips back and forth. During one such trip on her way back into the city, she happens upon the unconscious woman and the Litwick, immediately looking concerned as she hurries her pace.]

Are you all right?
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[personal profile] bleeding_heart 2014-05-15 11:58 am (UTC)(link)
Oh... hello there, da'len.

[A term of endearment from her clan. It just sort of slips out. Merrill looks over at the little candle, allowing herself to be directed.]
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[personal profile] bleeding_heart 2014-05-16 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
If she's tired, then all she needs to do is rest, doesn't she? I have a campsite not too far from here. I could bring her back there if you'd like. It's not much, but it's more comfortable than sleeping in front of a city gate.
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[personal profile] bleeding_heart 2014-05-18 03:33 pm (UTC)(link)
All right... here we go.

[Merrill crouches down next to the girl, eventually hoisting her up onto her back in a fireman's carry and slowly plodding off toward her campsite.]