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[ms_delusive]

WHO: Bela Talbot [ms_delusive], Mary Winchester [theminor_fall]
WHAT: Mary needs to get out of that nightgown, and into something stylish. Bela offers her services.
WHERE: Harbor.
WHEN: Day 23; Evening

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[theminor_fall]

By the time the ship had docked, Mary was feeling much calmer, and more like her old self. That boy, whoever he'd been who had taken the time to explain things to her, had helped her far more than he'd probably guessed. It wasn't unusual for the conversation to turn towards Mary's children, and just the reminder that even though they were with there father, they still needed her, was enough to push the fear back down where she could manage it until a more appropriate time. She had to get back.

Stepping off the ship was what, well if she could remember the time, she figured learning how to walk must feel like. She was unsteady on her feet at first, a side effect of having to walk on a rocking ship, and the sun was far too bright for the hull they'd all been crammed into. Once off she stood still for a moment, arms wrappng around her thanks to the evening chill.

Mary looked around for the person who'd promised to bring her clothes upon arriving. She was wearing a nightgown, though cotten and reaching from the base of her throat to the sand, and she hadn't felt all to eager to go looking around for clothes on her own. It took her a lot less time to spot her than she would have thought. The woman was striking, and not exactly a face you forgot. She headed on over with a grateful smile and a small wave to catch her attention.

"Thank you."