[Terri]

Cassidy, anthro

She sits in a chair.  She sits in a chair and thinks, hello, who else is here today?  Not many people answer her from outside her own head, but she's fine with that.

How's Mo, her mother had asked?  She'd shaken her head and smiled a bit.

Mo's gone, mother, she'd said.  And her mother had looked at her with of-course eyes and given her a pat on the shoulder, a kiss for a bruise on the inside.

She sits on the chair and she thinks about Mo.  She thinks about Mo until the sensation of thought is dulled entirely, until she's grown used to the stimulus she is imposing on herself.  She says his name in her head, remembers his eyes and the feel of his fingers, and she pushes the memories until they don't mean anything anymore.  And once those memories are just a distant throb somewhere in the very tips of her toes, she stands up from the chair and looks out to the sea.

She's been looking towards it the entire time she's been sitting, of course, but she was watching things behind her eyes rather than in front of them.  Now, though, she sees the waves, sees them lapping in a pattern just irregular enough to hold her fickle interest.  The water pushes shards of rock farther up on the beach, buries glass from broken bottle-messages into the sand where little child-feet play.  She thinks about the taste of salt on her tongue, the homeostatic reaction that would follow.  She knows two things:

- that the salt would make her puke, and

- that the bile would be washed away on the waves.

She considers.  The tips of her toes itch, not strong enough to contain the thoughts she's shoved down into them.  They carry her in little steps towards the water, and she wonders if she could become another Opehlia, another lonely girl who walked into the sea and never came back.

She shakes her head and holds her toes in check.  She goes back to her chair.  She sits.  She feels things in the tips of her toes.

[[ Cassidy; 0.1 ]]

[Celtic]

She was a puppy, and what do puppies do naturally? Look for something or someone to play with. There weren't many people about and she was feeling quite flustered when the third person rejected her offer to play. Lia just wanted a friend! That was all. :c

Since she didn't wanna be all alone today again, Lia was determined that the next person she asked was goin gto play with her or so Xu'hai help them. So with her tongue lolling out of her mouth, Lia spotted some girl sitting in a chair all by herself and figured that she looked kinda sad and needed some Chrimmus Cheer. She didn't know why Celtic always said Chrimmus 'cause it was Christmas, but eh. Who cares? 8D!

The little purple puppy of leaflike persuasion went up to the girl, barked happily and shoved her nose under the girl's hand, her tail beating furiously. She wanted attention and goddammit she was going it get it D8<

[1]

[Terri]

Sitting in her chair, thinking with the tips of her toes, Cassidy didn't notice the canine of leaflike persuasion [[ love that phrase oDo ]] until it had trotted right up to her and pressed its wet wet nose into her palm.  The girl looked up, startled, blinded by the sunlight that stabs at you when you're jolted from a state of nonexistence.  The sudden presence intruding on her caused her to recoil slightly, caused her eyebrows to skyrocket and her heartrate to excel.  It took her a moment to realize that nobody was standing over her.  It was just an animal at her side.  She let the puppy nuzzle her hand for a moment, watching its ears flick and its tail wag, before she cupped her hand under its muzzle and gave it a light scratch on its chin.

"Hey there," she cooed, smiling.  Shifting to a kneeling position, she tentatively ruffled the creatures ears.  "Do you belong to anybody, little girl?" she asked, glancing about them for an owner.  "You oughtn't be out here all alone."

[[ Cassidy; 0.2 ]]

[Celtic]

Lia's eyes closed and her mouth seemed to widen into a grin of bliss as she scratched her chin. Ohhh yeah. That felt good. It sure felt a hell of a lot better than being ignored. Maybe this chick wasn't so sad and depressing after all, maybe she'd play with her 8D!

When the girl started talking to her, and glanced around for her owner, Lia just scoffed. Pffft. Owner what now? Since when did little fragile puppies such as herself need an owner? All this puppy needed was a good ole game of fetch. And maybe tug-o-war. Perhaps a walk would be nice too. Oh, and while she's at it, a nice bowl of food would be just amazing. D8; Okay, so maybe she did need an owner. But eh, to hell with it. That didn't matter, puppies never looked into the future. As far as she was concerned, the present was the only thing that ever mattered.

Specially when the present included someone paying attention to her! Lia started wagging her tail furiously and lowered the front half of her body, going into a pose most people associated with playtime. And since Lia was such an impatient little bugger, she ran off as fast as she could, searching for a stick she saw on her way over. You couldn't play fetch without something to go get, could ya? Thank goodness the stick was close so she could turn on a dime and clumsily race back to the chick, dropping the stick at her feet, trying to keep her panting to a minimum. She was a strong puppy, pffft, that sprint didn't phase her at all.

[2]

[Terri]

Cassidy raised an eyebrow as the pup came strutting back, stick in mouth.  She reached down and plucked the stick off the ground with two fingers, wary of dogslobber but quite bemused.  "I don't have a very good arm," she warned the puppy.  "You'd be better off with someone who did better than a C minus in mandatory gym class."  Nevertheless, this silly little encounter was a nice backdrop to a day that she'd resigned herself to as melancholy.  She wound back her arm and sprung forward, but her form was poor; shoulders not into it, no twist to the hips, feet remained planted side by side.  The stick flew for a good thirty feet before sticking itself in the stand, pointing at the whitewashed sky like a flagpole with nothing to fly.

"Go get it, girl," she said.  "Bring it back."

[[ Cassidy; 0.3 ]]

[[ Heyya, sorry for lame post/lateness; I was out of Internet access for a while, and then I failed a math test.  Soooooo.  Back!  Between cramming for exams.  Full-speed once those are over, promise, which'll be the end of January. ]]