Post by Ffion Murrow on Nov 27, 2019 23:01:02 GMT
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[attr="class","luxray-lyrics"]The Beginnings of a Bundle of Joy
[attr="class","luxray-lyrics2"] I must stay strong and brave, like a mouse sheltered from the rain
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"Ffion! Come put on your shoes and coat! We have to go on a trip. We'll pick up when we get back."
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The sound of an older man's voice echoed through the halls of their home as Ffion steadily works on sweeping up through the hallway. It was her father attempting to get her attention from the front room. She instantly jolts and stirs from her thoughts to look over her shoulder curiously. She wondered what it could be? He hadn't really mentioned any errands that she could think of and they had already purchased the groceries they'd need for the week. Then the realization came over her, could today finally be the day that she was waiting for? She cups her hand to raise her soft voice just enough to be heard by him in the other room, "Coming, Papa!" Ffion carefully tries to balance the handle of the broom against the faded wall in an effort to keep it from falling on the floor, so that she can return to her cleaning later. She hurries down the hall eagerly trying to move quickly without stampeding through their quiet house.
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It had only been a few days since they arrived from Kalos and they were still trying to get everything packed and situated away from the move. Boxes lined the walls of the traditional-style home where visible cobwebs cling to the corners of the passage. Her father was able to buy this home cheaply, though she was glad that they were able to miss them prying the boards off of the building. The realtor did try to make an effort that their family was spared from as many of the rumors about Poplar town as they could manage for fear of losing the sale. Still, it was not like they weren't already used to a strange story or two. Laverre had its fair share of it, after all, where it rest under the ancient tree. Ffion personally felt quite at home here. There wasn't the bustle of the big city and the nearby forest was breathtaking to behold. There weren't that many children her age living there, but Ffion knew that she probably wouldn't be staying here very long. She would eventually move on to explore the rest of Arciel at her own pace to experience the world. It wouldn't be anytime soon, she didn't even have her first Pokemon of her own yet and the Pokemon Center here clearly needed its fair share of help which would go a great way towards her studies.
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She turns the corner into the front area and smiles when she sees her father, Andras Murrow. He was older in his years with his deep midnight black hair faded and tinged with wisps of gray that's settled in by his temples. Wrinkles of past stress and happiness crease across his forehead and the corners of his eyes and a bushy mustache sits above a warm smile that he patiently casts down at Ffion. He wears a trench coat that's been buttoned up save for two at the top he's left open, and beneath that the only thing that can be seen are some long boot-cut jeans that cover his loafers. He was dressing rather casually since there was still so much to do and it was a small comfort to not have to work in his usual trousers and button-up's. Not only did everything in the house still need to be unpacked, but he would have to finish up with setting the foundation for this branch of the Pokemon Fan Club. That would probably involve going door to door to gauge interest and sending out advertisements, flyers, and emails as part of a recruitment drive. It was a lot of responsibility, but there was a reason that the representatives at Laverre trusted him with it. He was always a reliable and pragmatic sort with just enough whimsy to not bore or frighten the new bloods.
[break][break]
"Is...Is it time now?", Ffion asks him as she reaches out to pull on her white coat brimmed at the collar with fluffy grey dappled fur lining it; of course, humanely gathered from the shed and woven fur of a lovingly groomed minccino. Andras inclines his head and tucks a hand away in his pocket while the other opens the door for Ffion while she pulls on her brown boots. "Yup, a certain someone is waiting in Birch for you!" He waggles his brow at that unable to maintain his stoic poker face as his smile quirks into a playful grin. Ffion can barely stop herself from bouncing in place and rushes out the door at her own light and delicate stride. Andras simply shook his head with a warm chuckle echoing from his chest. He always enjoyed seeing Ffion excited like this. It reminded him that maybe she wasn't just an old soul that wasn't making the most of its young body. He stepped outside and locked the door before walking down to travel with Ffion all the way to Birch City.
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When they arrive, Ffion sticks to Andras' heels in this new place nervously watching strangers pass by with an air of curiosity. When the lab looms over, her father rests her hand on her shoulder with a soft smile. "Are you nervous?" Ffion grips the bottom of her coat twisting it in her small grip while she nods up at him. Still, her smile is big and she admits, "But...excited too. I didn't really think I could have a Pokemon for a long time." He inclines his head in understanding and softly tells her, "I'm proud of you. You've come a long way, and you only have room to grow." After offering his support, he holds the door open for Ffion and politely raises his voice to let others know that they have arrived, "Hello, Professor Holly? My daughter and I are here for our appointment, if that's alright?"
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[OOc edit: Picked the UC - Hatch Day - Option A :)]
"Ffion! Come put on your shoes and coat! We have to go on a trip. We'll pick up when we get back."
[break][break]
The sound of an older man's voice echoed through the halls of their home as Ffion steadily works on sweeping up through the hallway. It was her father attempting to get her attention from the front room. She instantly jolts and stirs from her thoughts to look over her shoulder curiously. She wondered what it could be? He hadn't really mentioned any errands that she could think of and they had already purchased the groceries they'd need for the week. Then the realization came over her, could today finally be the day that she was waiting for? She cups her hand to raise her soft voice just enough to be heard by him in the other room, "Coming, Papa!" Ffion carefully tries to balance the handle of the broom against the faded wall in an effort to keep it from falling on the floor, so that she can return to her cleaning later. She hurries down the hall eagerly trying to move quickly without stampeding through their quiet house.
[break][break]
It had only been a few days since they arrived from Kalos and they were still trying to get everything packed and situated away from the move. Boxes lined the walls of the traditional-style home where visible cobwebs cling to the corners of the passage. Her father was able to buy this home cheaply, though she was glad that they were able to miss them prying the boards off of the building. The realtor did try to make an effort that their family was spared from as many of the rumors about Poplar town as they could manage for fear of losing the sale. Still, it was not like they weren't already used to a strange story or two. Laverre had its fair share of it, after all, where it rest under the ancient tree. Ffion personally felt quite at home here. There wasn't the bustle of the big city and the nearby forest was breathtaking to behold. There weren't that many children her age living there, but Ffion knew that she probably wouldn't be staying here very long. She would eventually move on to explore the rest of Arciel at her own pace to experience the world. It wouldn't be anytime soon, she didn't even have her first Pokemon of her own yet and the Pokemon Center here clearly needed its fair share of help which would go a great way towards her studies.
[break][break]
She turns the corner into the front area and smiles when she sees her father, Andras Murrow. He was older in his years with his deep midnight black hair faded and tinged with wisps of gray that's settled in by his temples. Wrinkles of past stress and happiness crease across his forehead and the corners of his eyes and a bushy mustache sits above a warm smile that he patiently casts down at Ffion. He wears a trench coat that's been buttoned up save for two at the top he's left open, and beneath that the only thing that can be seen are some long boot-cut jeans that cover his loafers. He was dressing rather casually since there was still so much to do and it was a small comfort to not have to work in his usual trousers and button-up's. Not only did everything in the house still need to be unpacked, but he would have to finish up with setting the foundation for this branch of the Pokemon Fan Club. That would probably involve going door to door to gauge interest and sending out advertisements, flyers, and emails as part of a recruitment drive. It was a lot of responsibility, but there was a reason that the representatives at Laverre trusted him with it. He was always a reliable and pragmatic sort with just enough whimsy to not bore or frighten the new bloods.
[break][break]
"Is...Is it time now?", Ffion asks him as she reaches out to pull on her white coat brimmed at the collar with fluffy grey dappled fur lining it; of course, humanely gathered from the shed and woven fur of a lovingly groomed minccino. Andras inclines his head and tucks a hand away in his pocket while the other opens the door for Ffion while she pulls on her brown boots. "Yup, a certain someone is waiting in Birch for you!" He waggles his brow at that unable to maintain his stoic poker face as his smile quirks into a playful grin. Ffion can barely stop herself from bouncing in place and rushes out the door at her own light and delicate stride. Andras simply shook his head with a warm chuckle echoing from his chest. He always enjoyed seeing Ffion excited like this. It reminded him that maybe she wasn't just an old soul that wasn't making the most of its young body. He stepped outside and locked the door before walking down to travel with Ffion all the way to Birch City.
[break][break]
When they arrive, Ffion sticks to Andras' heels in this new place nervously watching strangers pass by with an air of curiosity. When the lab looms over, her father rests her hand on her shoulder with a soft smile. "Are you nervous?" Ffion grips the bottom of her coat twisting it in her small grip while she nods up at him. Still, her smile is big and she admits, "But...excited too. I didn't really think I could have a Pokemon for a long time." He inclines his head in understanding and softly tells her, "I'm proud of you. You've come a long way, and you only have room to grow." After offering his support, he holds the door open for Ffion and politely raises his voice to let others know that they have arrived, "Hello, Professor Holly? My daughter and I are here for our appointment, if that's alright?"
[break][break]
[OOc edit: Picked the UC - Hatch Day - Option A :)]
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