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[Who] Marlene, anyone who wants to find her.
[Where] Merceh Street.
[When] Doesn't matter. Um, afternoon, around fiveish?
[What] Marlene is just arriving and she can't find anyone she knows.
[Warnings] Uhm, none that I can really think of. Well. It's kind of short? It's been a while since I played Marlene, so it might take me a post or two to get

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She had just gotten off the shuttle bus to the fields, shrugging on the small side bag close to herself as her small sandals clacked on the pavement. She was the smallest by far of all of the gardeners, the youngest as well, but that didn't stop Namine from doing her best. If she wasn't working, she'd sit in the shade or the sun and sketch the flowers, or draw out memories and thoughts she could see so vividly in her imagination

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At the sound of a voice, Marlene whirled around, still remaining close to the wall. At first, she thought that it was Tifa and she almost ran towards the voice on impulse, but then she realized that it wasn't Tifa's voice at all, but one she didn't know at all.

Shrinking back a little, Marlene brushed her wet hair out of her eyes with the back of her wrist, eyes focusing on Namine. Some part of her is hesitant, scared, because she knows that strangers are bad, but--...but she's alone and lost and..and maybe this woman can help her...

Swallowing, Marlene wrings her hands togther a little and shifting her weight from foot to foot. "I'm...I'm Marlene..." she says quietly.

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A little girl. A little girl was in a land of the dead. The blonde witch wanted to cry for her, right then and there, but she didn't.

Instead, she leaned down, looking at her. "Don't be frightened. I'm friendly, really." She opened her bag, showing only a sketchpad and set of colored pencils. "No weapons, nothing..." Oh, she was so tiny, so cute.

Why was she here?

"Marlene? Are you...alright?" Namine asked softly. "You're not hurt, are you?" With concerned eyes, she looked the girl up and down. "No one's hurt you, have they?"

[ Epic phail. I switched tenses XD ]

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Marlene backed up a half-step when Namine leaned down, still wary and cautious. Tifa had always told her not to talk to strangers, to find someone she knew if a stranger tried talking to her, but there was no one else around, none of her friends and family to run to...

Standing up on her toes a little, Marlene peered into the bag curiously, still wringing her hands a bit, hair dripping into her eyes. She glanced up when Namine spoke again and nodded after a moment's hesitation.

"I-I'm okay," she murmured, shaking her head and lifting her gaze a little. "I'm not hurt, just...just lost..."