At 17, I knew the end of a dream
[dictated quietly over the journal, like she's trying not to disturb someone]
Is there anyone here who knows a little boy named Wade? He looks like he's about five or six and he said he was looking for his mom and dad. I think he might be a new arrival... but maybe it's a loss, too? [Ukitake had mentioned that it was a pretty common one]
If you know him... he's here with me right now. He's sleeping, but it might be good for him to see a familiar face when he wakes up, if anyone is around.
[Room Filter]
[careful not to wake up her charge, Jilly's opened the windows and set her easel up near them so she can paint without turning on the room light. The only sound is the light scrape of the brush over paper as she works on another poster for Barney's "Hey It's Spring!" celebration]
[ooc: backdated to early this morning]
Is there anyone here who knows a little boy named Wade? He looks like he's about five or six and he said he was looking for his mom and dad. I think he might be a new arrival... but maybe it's a loss, too? [Ukitake had mentioned that it was a pretty common one]
If you know him... he's here with me right now. He's sleeping, but it might be good for him to see a familiar face when he wakes up, if anyone is around.
[Room Filter]
[careful not to wake up her charge, Jilly's opened the windows and set her easel up near them so she can paint without turning on the room light. The only sound is the light scrape of the brush over paper as she works on another poster for Barney's "Hey It's Spring!" celebration]
[ooc: backdated to early this morning]