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Don't Step On Mother's Roses [PRP Leonora]
« on: December 27, 2016, 07:41:17 AM »
The newly-minted Medic lunged into his new duties with a vigor that he thought had lost. For too long, he had believed that he had lost his enthusiasm, that it had been bled out of him like everything else. With his challenge's success, he had been unexpectedly invigorated, like the  winter that took root in Setebos's old and withered heart had at last receded into springtime.

Before Setebos started recruiting officially, he wanted to explore the Garden - and consider ways to capitalize on the resources that were available to him. Not far from the Garden was an often-overlooked crevice easily concealed by green foliage. He had used it during the war to hide precious medicinal herbs from Saboran plunderers -- after further inspection, he realized that same cavern could easily be expanded into a much larger chamber, one big enough for several doctors to convene in. If there was enough space, he could use it to shelter patients, as well; possibly dividing it into segregated pockets for sick wolves that needed to be quarantined. He didn't want to get too ahead of himself. They were doctors, not archaeologists. Even if the plentiful forests surrounding the Garden had been poorly utilized, he knew he didn't want to overextend himself, or overestimate just how much they could mold the environment to their advantage.

Setebos was pacing the Garden, his mind racing with thoughts for the future, when he heard soft sobbing between the raspberry bushes. His ears pricked. He had completely overlooked the presence of another wolf. Setebos knew it to be a child's voice. Brow furrowed in concern, he moved toward the source of the crying. He parted the branches of a raspberry bush. Huddled behind it, weeping quietly, was a small, white and red girl he knew very well.

Setebos was familiar with Leonora and her family. After Leonora's mother had washed up on Inaria's shores, he had assisted in escorting her to dry ground, and had been one of the doctors in charge of helping her recover. He was gentler around the Italian woman -- still undeniably a difficult man, but when he was speaking with her children, he was kind. It was so uncharacteristic that any doctor witnessing him would believe the curmudgeonly Medic to be possessed. As it turned out, Setebos had a soft spot for children.

Because Setebos knew Leonora, he knew her name, and he also was familiar with the details of her condition. Her other senses were powerful in order to compensate for her missing vision, but he still wanted to be careful not to frighten her, so he made his approach obvious. "Leonora?" he called out to her. He flicked his tail, steeling his expression into a firm look that she wouldn't be able to see, and calmly seated himself beside her. He nudged her with his shoulder; encouraging, playful.

"Hey," he said gently, in such a tender voice that anyone who overheard would scarcely believe the grizzled, wounded doctor was capable of it, "What's the matter, kid?"
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This old warship has wounds
And it won't sail for nothin'
The old sailor said to me
And I was foolish not to listen
And paid such close conscription
All the lies I believed

"But if you lend me some more labor
And put your name on paper
We just might catch a breeze"
I know now he was not a captain
Now because of all my actions
I grow alone with the sea

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Re: Don't Step On Mother's Roses [PRP Leonora]
« Reply #1 on: February 11, 2017, 07:40:17 AM »
Leonora was having an excellent day.

That is, until she completely lost her bearings and was now crying in a raspberry bush. Not one of her greatest moments, that's for sure. The little girl was shell-shocked, unable to even comprehend that she should call out for someone; the only thing she could do was quietly sob to herself.

She had no idea where she was right now.

And she wasn't entirely sure how it happened.

Like any child, she was overreacting to something that may or may not be serious. All she could think of was how her family would never find her, how she'd never hear any of their voices ever again. She'd be stuck here, in this weird smelling place that bombarded her senses and left her scatter brained. Mother told her to stay in the herb garden, and she knew what that smelt like. Leonora's world was small, however, and the garden was much bigger than she could fathom for a child her size.

"Leonora?"

She whirled around to the sound, ears perked up but tears still streaming out from wide, dead eyes. She was unable to even catch the Medic's scent until he was right next to her, and soon after he nudged her with his shoulder she would bury herself into his fur, sobbing loudly.

"Hey, What's the matter, kid?"

"Non so dove mi trovo!" She wailed, rubbing snot and tears into his shoulder as she shook her head. Turning her head up towards him, with the most pathetic expression on her face (genuine, though), she let in a loud sniffle before: "I'm lost!"

"I'm meant to be in the garden!" She explained through shaky breaths, unable to stop herself from crying. "B-but this place smells weird!"

It was too much for her little nose to handle.

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Re: Don't Step On Mother's Roses [PRP Leonora]
« Reply #2 on: February 12, 2017, 10:24:20 PM »
Leonora wailed back her answer in Italian, fat tears overflowing in her glassy blue eyes  - Setebos couldn't understand a word of the dialect, no matter how much time he spent around her family, but it was safe to assume that she was very upset. He stole closer, allowing her to smudge her face on his chest and shoulder; he let her spend her tears without complaint, ignoring the sludge sticking in his fur. Mucus that was tracking everywhere with each ferocious shake of her head.

Fortunately, Leonora was composed enough to translate her previous sentiment. She cried about being lost, about going for a walk in search of the garden and somehow becoming stranded. Setebos glanced around at the strong branches of the raspberry bush that kept the little girl caged; all the little protruding twigs and leaves that jabbed her in the ribs as she squirmed, as if she was trapped inside an iron maiden. It was a wonder how she managed to get herself entangled in the first place, but children - even children that weren't blind - were as intrepid as they were clumsy. Poor kid. It must have been overwhelming for her.

In a begrudging way, he had to commend her for making it this far, even if it bewildered him that she was allowed to wander without adult supervision. "You are in the garden, hun," he told her, gently. "You just got stuck in a raspberry bush. That's why everything smells weird."

Reluctant to break contact with Leonora, the Medic began the process of breaking some of the branches that impeded Leonora's escape. He quickly leaned back in and used a paw to help nudge her out from her position. "Come here. I'm gonna help you get unstuck. Now hold tight-" If Leonora cooperated, he would then navigate her out of the branches, into clean air and open space. "Good job. There we go."

If she didn't, Setebos would withdraw his paw momentarily, rethinking his strategy for a moment. Gentle words of encouragement would be the lubricant he'd use to keep this operation running smoothly. "You're okay, dear, I promise," he cooed to her, "I'm right here. It's safe."
   




This old warship has wounds
And it won't sail for nothin'
The old sailor said to me
And I was foolish not to listen
And paid such close conscription
All the lies I believed

"But if you lend me some more labor
And put your name on paper
We just might catch a breeze"
I know now he was not a captain
Now because of all my actions
I grow alone with the sea

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Re: Don't Step On Mother's Roses [PRP Leonora]
« Reply #3 on: August 10, 2017, 04:31:53 PM »
"You are in the garden, hun,"

What?

"You just got stuck in a raspberry bush. That's why everything smells weird."

"A rasp...ber...ry...bush?" Each syllable was pronounced slowly and carefully, the girl squinting her glassed over eyes up at the Medic. She'd never be able to see the brilliant red of a little raspberry, but they were already in a bad opinion to the blind child considering they had a strong smell and they had trapped her in this garden. "But I know what the garden smells like!" She frowned and tried to look angry, but with the tears still in her eyes and the fact that she was still a small, tiny puffball of a pup, there was certainly nothing intimidating about it. "Trick! A trick!" She swung a paw and gave Setebos a small slap on his leg. "This is not the garden!"

Despite her adorable 'anger' (could we even call this a temper tantrum? It was like a mouse trying to be a lion).

"Come here. I'm gonna help you get unstuck. Now hold tight-"

She stuck to him like glue, if their contact broke, then the girl would react by freezing and letting out a soft whimper.

"Good job. There we go."

All she could smell was these...evil raspberries, letting out a forceful exhale from her nose as if she were pushing the smell away from her. But regardless, she stumbled out into the sunlight, and immediately she tried to find familiar comforts, lifting her head to try and sniff out the part of the garden that she knew. "Mr Setebos..." She started to ask, turning around in a circle and staring off to the space by his right side (not that she knew, of course). "Don't tell momma that the raspberries got me..." And not knowing that she wasn't actually looking at him head on, she gave the forest the most pathetic look she possibly could.

Still, how could Setebos say no to that little face?

And suddenly, she started bouncing on the spot.

"Can you teach me more plants? Please! Please Mr Setebos! Pleaaaaaaase?"