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[bravelyathome]

Who: Bernadetta and YOU
When: First couple of weeks in the month
Where: Various locations
What: Bernadetta is having to adjust to some new changes. It's a lot to take in! For someone who is getting smaller every day...
Warnings: Hopefully just her usual anxieties. But I'll throw up a warning for potential mentions of child abuse (she had a rough childhood) just in case. Other than that it's just body transformation things!

A. Home is where the heart is (Closed to the people she lives with at the Lions or Eagles houses)

[Those who live with Bernie may not see her that often. Which, honestly, is pretty normal! She loves to spend time in her room and keep to herself. With that said there's always food for either household and she makes sure it's well suited to individual needs. Of course she makes sure that she doesn't make a mess either. After all she doesn't want to be a rude housemate!

With that said, her housemates might notice something rather...odd. Or maybe even a few things.

For one, she's definitely been getting smaller. She'd started out at around 5'5" but now those around might notice that she's got to have shrunk...several inches. Why, she's shorter than Edelgard now!

But there's more than that. Thin, almost hairlike things are starting to stick up from her hair. She's a little self conscious about how weird they might look so she's been dodging people. That and the fact that the window in the back of her clothes is definitely showing off very noticeable nubs that indicate her incoming wings. And are her ears...pointier?

Well she can't dodge people forever. Eventually one of them will find her! Especially if she thinks she's alone and has a space to do some sewing or reading in another part of the house.]

B. Sometimes she has to get outside

[It's rare for her to go outside right now with her odd looking changes but she knows she can't hide forever. Besides, she really wants to do some painting or sewing outside! Which means that she tries to find a private but pretty location to do just that. It helps that there's a lot of gardening things going on right now which happens to be one of her favorite things in the universe.

A nice vase of flowers arranged on the ground before her as she hums to herself while she either paints it or embroiders the design of it onto fabric. She seems lost in her own little world so she's not likely to notice she has company right away.

Don't let that stop you though. She might be jumpy but friendship is good for her!]


Wildcard

[If we have other plans feel free to use this one here! Otherwise feel free to plot with me and we'll figure something else out!]

[ooc: Just a heads up that tags will be slow on weekdays because of school for this month! Still I will do my best to not keep you waiting too long! Thank you for your patience in advance!]

Comments

[bravelyathome]

[She forgets to scream because she's too startled. Instead she states with wide eyes at the taken...woman? She thinks this is a woman.

Bernie slowly looks over, worry replacing fear surprisingly quickly.]

Are you okay?

[Should she call for help? Maybe Sylvain? She knows he's learning healing magic!

...this is not how she expected the end of her painting session to go!]

[crowsfeat]

[ The woman in the beak mask pulled herself together with a small groan, rubbing at the back of her head and shaking slightly to try and regain her sense of presence. Someone was talking to her...

Ah. The girl. ]

These old bones aren't shattered yet, lass. [ She responded with a wincing chuckle. ]

Ah... but perhaps I should be more careful...

[bravelyathome]

Do you need healing? I know someone. My friend.

[It feels so nice to call Sylvain that. But it's really true. He's become one of her special people here.]

I'm a monster so I'd be no good at it.

[crowsfeat]

[ Eileen waved off the concern, shaking her head. ]

I'll do well enough just taking it easy. I should be apologizing to you for such a rude introduction, instead.

[bravelyathome]

Oh! No I'm okay. I've had...worse.

[At this point she's not sure if that's good or bad though. But she thinks nothing of it.]

You can rest here a moment if you need to.

[crowsfeat]

Much obliged... [ She could nurse her wounded dignity, while she was at it. ]

Have you a name, lass? I hear they're all the rage around here. [ A small chuckle. ]

[bravelyathome]

...All the rage? [That's...a weird way of putting it. But okay.]

Bernadetta. [Does this woman not have a name?]

[crowsfeat]

Just an old woman's sense of humor. Never you kind it. [ Another laugh. ]

I'm called Eileen by some. The Crow by others. Well met, Bernadetta...

Taken with the green thumb, are you?

[bravelyathome]

What do you want to be called?

[She knows that the woman has said those are names that others call her but sometimes identities are special! So she wants to know what one means the most to her, well, "fallen" companion.]

But yes. I really like flowers. And gardening. Though I guess I'm not doing much gardening at this moment.

[crowsfeat]

Is it because I interrupted? [ She had literally fallen from the rooftops nearly into the girl's work, after all. ]

[bravelyathome]

Well, no. I wasn't gardening.

[Oh. Maybe the woman doesn't want to tell her what she wants to be called. Okay. Um... Well plants is a safe topic!]

I was painting them.

[crowsfeat]

[ It was then she noticed the tools around the girl were not, in fact, gardening tools. These were not pots of soil, but instead paints for a palette. She felt a bit foolish, for not observing more carefully. She was starting to slip. ]

My mistake... [ A small groan, a hand slipping beneath the mask to rub at her face, but keeping the mask on. ]

[bravelyathome]

[Isn't that mask...uncomfortable? Maybe not.]

Did you hurt your head?

[The worry is back!]