09-29-2018, 12:18 AM
[div style="margin-top: 30px; text-align: center; font-family: timesnewroman; font-size: 35px; color: white;"]pierce parker
☀ — 'cause i love you's not enough, i'm lost for words
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//I HOPE THIS IS OKAY SGDSJH [member=126]CLEMENTINE P.[/member]
It had been weeks since Pierce had seen his daughter truly acting herself. She'd been sick on and off since their journey from Snowbound to their current home, as it had been incredibly hard on the little girl's health. Things had never really been easy for Clementine, whether she realized it or not- she'd been born different, smaller, weaker, sicker, to a family of a missing father and three dead siblings. Pierce, Hana, and Riddler were all she'd ever really known, and because of that, she acted different from the other kids, got along with them differently than perhaps most would. And then, of course, there was Pierce's reluctance to let him too far out of his grasp, but who could blame him? He'd lost so much already- even the thought of losing his only child was too much to bear.
So, naturally, when she pulled through the illness for what he was pretty sure was for good, he had been ecstatic. His little girl was up again, fixing herself her own food and cleaning herself. She'd started leaving the house, sometimes without telling him, which he didn't like much, but it was fine. As long as she stayed in the town, he needn't worry too much.
Right now, however, they were together, in the living room of their home. The window was open and curtains drawn, letting in a bit of sunshine and a cool autumn breeze, and Pierce was laying on a set of cushions, sketchbook open before him as he carelessly worked on a landscape that looked curiously similar to Sunhaven's territory. Clementine was nearby - he could hear her small breaths if he listened closely enough -, likely working on her own little drawing or maybe caught up in a book. Neither of them spoke, but just her lively presence was comforting to the father, unexplainably pleased to see her up and about and happy again. He just hoped, when the time came, she wouldn't struggle to make new friends in Sunhaven, if she was interested in such.
"speech"
It had been weeks since Pierce had seen his daughter truly acting herself. She'd been sick on and off since their journey from Snowbound to their current home, as it had been incredibly hard on the little girl's health. Things had never really been easy for Clementine, whether she realized it or not- she'd been born different, smaller, weaker, sicker, to a family of a missing father and three dead siblings. Pierce, Hana, and Riddler were all she'd ever really known, and because of that, she acted different from the other kids, got along with them differently than perhaps most would. And then, of course, there was Pierce's reluctance to let him too far out of his grasp, but who could blame him? He'd lost so much already- even the thought of losing his only child was too much to bear.
So, naturally, when she pulled through the illness for what he was pretty sure was for good, he had been ecstatic. His little girl was up again, fixing herself her own food and cleaning herself. She'd started leaving the house, sometimes without telling him, which he didn't like much, but it was fine. As long as she stayed in the town, he needn't worry too much.
Right now, however, they were together, in the living room of their home. The window was open and curtains drawn, letting in a bit of sunshine and a cool autumn breeze, and Pierce was laying on a set of cushions, sketchbook open before him as he carelessly worked on a landscape that looked curiously similar to Sunhaven's territory. Clementine was nearby - he could hear her small breaths if he listened closely enough -, likely working on her own little drawing or maybe caught up in a book. Neither of them spoke, but just her lively presence was comforting to the father, unexplainably pleased to see her up and about and happy again. He just hoped, when the time came, she wouldn't struggle to make new friends in Sunhaven, if she was interested in such.
"speech"
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