(lol. That's good! It means that he's a good character!)
App just gave a small shrug, snuggling him closer. "It's ok. I mean, you do have amnesia. … Maybe it'll come back to you. And if you ever need to talk, I'm here." She looks up at him with her pale, slightly sunken face and smiles.
"I–" She hesitated a little. "I don't– It… I'm not used to b-being called that… And…. I– I–" Claire apparently didn't know how to speak that time, and she just tried to keep quiet. "I– I don't understand w-why you bother to c-call me that…"
Dare chuckles. "Because you're sweet! Like a cupcake!" Then he got serious. "If you don't like me calling you things like that, I can stop. All you need to do is tell me."
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(XD Thanks)
Clovis gives a weak smile back, then turns to the painting.
"I just- I don't know what happened to her. My daughter. It bugs me."
I don't even remember her half of the time.
(Heads up, Clovis calls all small girls Love, Baby, Sweetheart, Babe and basically all pet names. It's a habit cause he had a sweet daughter who was his life.)
Claire didn't tell him. Because she liked it. Yet… "H…. You think I'm… Sweet???" She couldn't quite believe it, that someone told her that while being so straightforward, let alone the first to tell her that with feeling.
(XD Thanks)
Clovis gives a weak smile back, then turns to the painting.
"I just- I don't know what happened to her. My daughter. It bugs me."
I don't even remember her half of the time.(Heads up, Clovis calls all small girls Love, Baby, Sweetheart, Babe and basically all pet names. It's a habit cause he had a sweet daughter who was his life.)
App gives a small sad look at the painting. She sighs and reaches out to touch it. "I don't believe I had any family at all. … No Mother, or Father, or Sister, or Brother…"
(Heads up, Clovis calls all small girls Love, Baby, Sweetheart, Babe and basically all pet names. It's a habit cause he had a sweet daughter who was his life.)
(Alrighty! That's cool.)
(Idk what to have Fiona do ;-;)
Claire didn't tell him. Because she liked it. Yet… "H…. You think I'm… Sweet???" She couldn't quite believe it, that someone told her that while being so straightforward, let alone the first to tell her that with feeling.
Dare smiled at her. "Of course! You are a very sweet person! You care so much about others, and don't want to see them hurt." He shrugged. "It's probably more than I can say for myself."
(I dunno… That Conner guy isn't on, and I dunno where or what Fiona's doing right now..)
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(XD Thanks)
Clovis gives a weak smile back, then turns to the painting.
"I just- I don't know what happened to her. My daughter. It bugs me."
I don't even remember her half of the time.(Heads up, Clovis calls all small girls Love, Baby, Sweetheart, Babe and basically all pet names. It's a habit cause he had a sweet daughter who was his life.)
App gives a small sad look at the painting. She sighs and reaches out to touch it. "I don't believe I had any family at all. … No Mother, or Father, or Sister, or Brother…"
Clovis squints at the picture.
"I had a Mom. And a Dad. I- I remember that my father was abusive, and my mother turned up dead one day… I don't remember siblings… Basically, Molly is the family I have now, and we're not even related." He gives a quiet half-hearted chuckle.
(I dunno… That Conner guy isn't on, and I dunno where or what Fiona's doing right now..)
(Last time I posted she had just walked inside the hospital…)
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Fiona walked inside, looking around to see how many of them were there.
(Conner is holding her hand, Molly is hating everyone and hiding in a room, Clovis and App are in a waiting room eating and discussing family, Claire and Dareon are… Talking. Mira is in the lobby [where Fiona is] and Darren is in a chair in the lobby.)
Ap gives a small breathy noise. "Sounds nice. I don't think I even had a biological mother or father." She turns away and goes to her spot, sitting down to drink her water.
Claire didn't tell him. Because she liked it. Yet… "H…. You think I'm… Sweet???" She couldn't quite believe it, that someone told her that while being so straightforward, let alone the first to tell her that with feeling.
Dare smiled at her. "Of course! You are a very sweet person! You care so much about others, and don't want to see them hurt." He shrugged. "It's probably more than I can say for myself."
Claire reflected his smile. "I suppose I do…." Ha!!! Her mind suddenly intervened in on the conversation. Don't you think that's a signal that he likes you? No one ever called you sweet with affection like that–
She shook her head, screwing her eyes shut. No… Don't… Ruin a good friendship again…
(Ok, I'll probably just have her wander around the hospital and fall asleep or something in a back room..)
(Me. Every day. Just wander around and fall asleep X3)
Dare looked at her curiously. "Why are you shaking your head? What are you thinking about, sweetheart?"
(Me. Every day. Just wander around and fall asleep X3)
(Meeeeeeeeeeee!!)
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Clovis sighs, but is thankful for the happy thing his life held. Even if he couldn't remember them. He pull out his own sandwich and starts to monch away on it.
Fiona let go of Conner's hand and walked around the lobby for a while, looking at all of the old stuff. She sighed and walked down a random hallway, humming lightly and looking in each room, thinking about the people that used to use this place.
App finished her water and just collapsed onto the tile floor, too tired to do anything more. She didn't want to go to sleep though, afraid of what might be waiting in her mind.
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Molly sits in the corner of one room, Her knees pulled up against her chest and her face shoved onto them.
Why.
She angrily wipes tears away and stares at the floor.
Dare looked at her curiously. "Why are you shaking your head? What are you thinking about, sweetheart?"
Her ears tingled at that word– sweetheart…. "I– don't know…" I can't say that… I can't have him know… "I don't know…" Claire shivered a little, but her face was burning hot from embarrassment.
Dare tilted his head and her and poked her cheek gently. "Come on…. I know you're not telling me something. Maybe I need to call you foxy next." He grinned playfully.
Claire smiled, but it wavered with uncertainty. What was she feeling? Happiness because he cared? Embarrassment because she didn't deserve his attention? Seduction because he intended on calling her foxy? She didn't know… "I– I don't…" She wrapped her jacket more around her chest. "I don't know…"
Dare reached around and zipped her jacket up for her, then scooped her up and stood, spinning her around. "Alrighty cutey fox! If you don't want to say, I'll try to figure it out for myself!" He stopped spinning and smiled at her in his arms.
Claire squealed, swearing that her chest was hot enough to sear through her bra. "D-Dare!!" She squeaked, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck for support and stability. Wh-What on earth is going on!?
Dare looked at Claire when she said his name. "Oops. I'm sorry. Was I too rough?" He sat down. "Did I hurt your ankle? I'm sorry…"
"N–No…" She stammered out of pure shock. "Y– W– I–" Nothing really came out, but her heart was pounding oh so hard. "I– I just need…. Ummm…" She swallowed to try to quench her dry throat. "I need…. Some… Fresh air…."
Dare became happy again. "Can you walk, or do you need help?" He rocked back and forth, with her still in his lap, waiting for her answer.
