http://alittletoosmart.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] alittletoosmart.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] mooglenet_backup2011-07-27 08:18 pm

[Phone call for Terra/Action in Luca]

[Marlene and the Onion Knight are playing on the street near the flower shop. A small collection of pony toys with cute accessories are involved, and the knight's busying himself with drawing castles from them to live in on the ground with chalk.

A little way away, there's a group of older children in their mid-late teens. They're pointing occasionally, making just-a-little-too-loud comments about burning witches. They're the reason the two of them abandonned thier usual playing spot to be closer to the flower shop but it seems they followed. For now, they're just talking loudly and so the knight's ignoring them, trying not to make it worse for Marlene than it already is. He points at one of the chalk castle's rooms, trying to distract her from their comments.]


So what do we put in Sunshine Heart's room?

[Later, there's a phone call for Terra. Pick up, Terra!]

[identity profile] heavenslament.livejournal.com 2011-07-29 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh! I'm glad you called. How are you?

[identity profile] heavenslament.livejournal.com 2011-07-29 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Well...not here as much, but I think that's because more people have magic.

[Pause.]

But when I change form, that can be different. It startles people, and sometimes scares them. Then they might say things. Why do you ask?

[identity profile] heavenslament.livejournal.com 2011-07-29 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[She sighs.]

I don't know if you can. Some people are always afraid of those with power...and judge them for it, unfairly or not. You have to learn to pick your battles, though. Fighting anyone who's nasty to her isn't going to make them change their minds.

...do you think it would help for her to get away for a little while? You're both welcome here, you know.

[Even if it means Relm will have another partner in crime.]

[identity profile] heavenslament.livejournal.com 2011-07-29 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course. She's welcome, too. I'd be glad to see her.

...just focus on Marlene, alright? If people are being cruel, just get her away from them. That's what she needs most.

[identity profile] heavenslament.livejournal.com 2011-07-30 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
What do you mean? Who are you?

[identity profile] heavenslament.livejournal.com 2011-07-30 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
The Onion Knight...? But....

[She forces herself to pause, giving the kid a chance to explain further.]

[identity profile] littleprotector.livejournal.com 2011-07-29 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Marlene's desperately trying to ignore what the boys are saying. She's trying to focus on Onion Knight's incredibly detailed castle drawings, and to the room where he's pointing at.]

I think-

[The boys say something else, to which her hands tighten around the pony in her hands. She looks away, her bottom lip beginning to tremble.]

There should be lots of windows. With pink curtains.

[identity profile] littleprotector.livejournal.com 2011-07-29 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Not too much. We don't want it getting too hot.

[She had another idea, but inwardly, she shot it down. Her mind was just too p[reoccupied. Why did people have to be so mean? None of the kids she knew back home were like this. Everyone got along for the most part. But these kids... maybe it was because they were older?]

And she should have some weapons too, right? Her room would have a great view to help protect the castle. That's what you said, right?

[identity profile] littleprotector.livejournal.com 2011-07-30 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[Marlene nodded enthusiastically. Talking more about the ponies protecting everything was beginning to get her mind off of things. Her eyes lit up, a smile forming.]

That way all the other ponies can feel safe! Her friends' rooms need to be close too. We don't want her to feel lonely.

[identity profile] littleprotector.livejournal.com 2011-08-03 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
It's Sparkledance. Sugar Mouse is friends with Moonlight Heart.