Hong Meiling (
not_so_great_wall) wrote2011-08-04 11:41 pm
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008 ~*~ At least she can't drink and fly...
[ Action : Olney's Tavern : Open ]
[ If you're a regular at the bar, you might notice a new sigth in one of the stools. A tall red-haired Chinese woman in a plain green dress is making herself right at home, even if the drone workers don't particularly care about serving her anything other than weak, fruity, feminine drinks.
That doesn't mean she hasn't been trying to sweet-talk them into it for the better part of an hour. And by sweet-talk, I mean whining pitifully because she really doesn't want to get thrown out for taking matters into her own hands. ] --c'mo~on. Can't you just pour me something a little stronger? I'm going to need a whole lot more than this. [ She remarks, fingernail grazing the edge of the colorful cocktail glass. ]
[ Action : Around Town : Open ]
[ Later, no matter how much she had to work at it, she managed to get herself sufficiently smashed (for a short while, at least)! You can encounter her:
1) Wandering the neighborhood, humming some old tune to herself as she sways.
2) Attempting to enter your home and not realizing why her stupid key isn't working...
3) Napping on your front lawn. ]
[ If you're a regular at the bar, you might notice a new sigth in one of the stools. A tall red-haired Chinese woman in a plain green dress is making herself right at home, even if the drone workers don't particularly care about serving her anything other than weak, fruity, feminine drinks.
That doesn't mean she hasn't been trying to sweet-talk them into it for the better part of an hour. And by sweet-talk, I mean whining pitifully because she really doesn't want to get thrown out for taking matters into her own hands. ] --c'mo~on. Can't you just pour me something a little stronger? I'm going to need a whole lot more than this. [ She remarks, fingernail grazing the edge of the colorful cocktail glass. ]
[ Action : Around Town : Open ]
[ Later, no matter how much she had to work at it, she managed to get herself sufficiently smashed (for a short while, at least)! You can encounter her:
1) Wandering the neighborhood, humming some old tune to herself as she sways.
2) Attempting to enter your home and not realizing why her stupid key isn't working...
3) Napping on your front lawn. ]
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What am I going to do with you? At least come inside, I'll get changed and walk you home.
[Because that's easier than telling her to sleep on the couch till morning, and because she's not so cruel as to demand that Meiling just go home alone in her current state. Who knows what's out at night in this town?]
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[The only way she can think to react is a facepalm.]
You need to go home at some point, you know. But I suppose I'll make tea and you can sober up a bit first. Just don't get loud.
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I'll come in if you don't hit yourself again. [ This was a totally logical arrangement for her. ]
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...that didn't really hurt, but. All right. Just stay quiet, okay? Everyone else is sleeping.
[And she's just going to go in and put the kettle on.]
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--did she remember to close the door behind her? Probably not. ]
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Should I ask what brought this on?
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I'm so sorry.
[There's no lie in the words, even a note of sadness.]
Do you think it's permanent, or is there a chance he'll snap out of it?
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You're scared that because it happened once, it could again. I...I remember fighting it not too long ago, being unsure of what was real and what was them. It's frightening. The important thing, though, is that we're both okay now. That time's gone now.
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Easy, even if she wasn't always successful. The important fact is that Meiling was dedicated and fearless. Sure, she might have slacked off on occasion, and she was trampled over a number of times, but she never backed down and never moved from her post when it mattered.
Here, she was coming to learn the hard way just how powerless she really was, and that brought just one thing to mind: ] I really am afraid, aren't I?
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[Because she always does; sure, Sakuya had caught Meiling slacking more times than she could count, and sure, occasionally people got in that shouldn't be in the mansion. But when it really mattered, and when it came straight down to it? The mansion was a family, every person important, everyone doing what they needed to.
And Sakuya is nothing if not fiercely loyal to her family, even here - no. Especially here. She may have other connections that she values, but her family mattered most.]
It's fine to be a bit afraid of the future, but the important thing is not to let it control you.
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I'm not just afraid for myself. I'm afraid for Flandre. And for Patchouli, too, especially.
She is...
She shouldn't...
[ The youkai doesn't even know where to start with this explanation. She pulls her hands away, determined to try and drink some tea to give her a moment to think. ]
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[She tilts her head, noting the tone when Patchouli's name comes up.]
She's what? What's going on with Patchouli-sama?
[Worried meido is worried.]
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...don't tell me she's giving Patchouli-sama trouble. I've warned her.
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And maybe it's not wrong. Maybe. I don't know...
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She hasn't been well for a while now. She stole magic she isn't supposed to have, and it's dangerous to be around her. Dangerous as in she could kill someone without realizing it.
Meiling, what is she doing to Patchouli-sama?
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Her eyes darted toward the door. Maybe she should leave. ]
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