not_so_great_wall | 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. ]

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Why are you here?

[...oh my gods is she drunk she is --]

[ So drunk you don't even know, kid.

Nor does she, really. ] I'm trying to get inside! That's what doors are for, aren't they?

B-but you don't live here.

[ Blank stare. ] --I don't?

Y-you don't.

Oh. [ Meiling picks up the key and pockets it in that little pouch on the front of her dress, then turns around on the doorstep to look at the kid. ] --oh! I know you... I think. I know lots of kids from the school, but you haven't been there yet, right?

Urm, y-yeah.

[ She scratched at her head. ] Sorry. Did I wake anyone up? [ Craning her head back toward the house. ]

I don't think so? ...I was already up.

Oh. [ Headtilt. ] --why so late?

Um, how is the late?

[ Headshake. Damn it, words. Work with her. ] What's the time?

3 in the morning.

Whaaat?! That's too late!

No wait... That's too early!

Why are you up?

...I just am?

[More like he couldn't really go sleep.]

Did something scare you? Is there someone in your house? [ She isn't patronizing him; this is the look and sound of a genuinely concerned woman.

Swiftly, she stands, feet apart to steady herself. ] I'll beat them up if they're bothering you!

N-no, it's nothing like that!

Oh.

[ Crouching before him, not caring about any personal space bubbles. ] Then what's the matter? That's not normal. Sleep is important for your mind and body! It's even more important than exercise!

[Sob he wants his personal space bubble back kthx]

I-I just can't sleep tonight, that's all.

Why not? [ This is a problem and problems demand to be solved! ] Do you need... warm milk? Or maybe a story!

[But you're drunk!]

I'm okay. R-really.

[ Meiling just makes a frustrated noise, staring at him intently before deflating and flopping down. ] I really am useless...

Urm, I-I don't think so?

But I can't even help.

I-I don't think anyone can, so it's okay.

[ Looking up at him. ] Are you sure...? That sounds sad.

But I'll be fine. I-I'm sure.

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