Multiple Settings Chapter One: The Orphanage (Closed)

[Natural Flavour]

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[/div][div class=Ainfo]Age: 7

Height: 4' 2"

Physical health: Normal

Mental health/Mood: Curious/thoughtful

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~Amara~

Amara raised her eyebrows when Mama said that a couple would be coming to pick out one of the orphans. She twirled a strand of curly hair around her pointer finger, lost in thought. Maybe they would want her? It was said that couples often wanted younger children, and Amara was only 7. She had good chances that way, but she felt little pride about it. What would happen would happen and she felt mostly indifferent about it, although she felt a pang of sadness at the thought of leaving Aadina and Blake. They were both so fun to play with.

But she was getting ahead of things. They might not choose her at all. She had read in books that some people dislike those with red hair. That could be the lone factor that would keep her from being chosen, and she shook her head, annoyed. This was all too much thinking.

Thankfully, Blake interrupted her from her thoughts, asking her how she was and about dinner.

"I'm good." She replied, not really sure if that was true or not. Amara smiled at the thought of being on dinner. "Yeah, that'll be fun!" She liked feeling useful, and being on cooking duty was her favorite, as it always had a bit of variety. Cleaning and laundry was always the same, but depending on what was for dinner, it could be fun.

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Mentions: AlluringRose

Interacts: MidnightStar [/div]

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[TinyCatastrophe]

♦ Zion ♦​

Zion glanced at Vera [ Everskold ] in surprise at her proposition, thinking she was just joking until he saw how serious she was. The reason why he had been studying those diagrams so intensively was because he was planning on putting something together himself and create a new game to play with the other children. He was honestly surprised that someone else was just as fascinated as he was. His surprised expression quickly broke into an eager grin, "I don't see why not." He replied. "Two heads are always better than one." He was excited to work on something like this. It was just a matter of gathering the right materials and creating a detailed enough diagram.

The sweet smelling pancakes wafted up into the boys nostrils as he lifted a forkful to his mouth and took a hearty bite, his morning dreariness already faded. He chuckled in amusement at the conversation between Cason [ IKingI ] and Vera before focusing on Mama's announcement. Another adoption, huh? He simply ignored the announcement, focusing on the plate of food before him. It didn't matter to him. That's when he noticed Vera sit back in her chair with a glum expression and he smiled sadly, knowing exactly how she felt. He nudged her shoulder with his gently, immediately taking on his big brother role. "Hey, don't worry. There's a family out there for everyone." He said, loud enough for Cason to hear too. A family would come for them eventually. That's what happened to all the children before him no matter their ages. He had seen every single one of them go. So, the same would happen for everyone else..

He did feel a little confused though, why did every single child get adopted? Surely, there are other orphanages out there with other children which parents as consumers would also be focused on. Therefore, due to the large amount of orphans, only the orphans of the highest quality would be adopted and by logic, there should be a few odd children who do not get adopted, even at this orphanage. And in that situation, where would they go? What would happen to them? .. And why haven't we had any unadopted orphans?

 

[AlluringRose]

Location: Dining Hall
Mood: Bittersweet
Mentions: MidnightStar @Amyleii @IKingI @LostFairy @Hella Downweather
Interactions: Everskold TinyCatastrophe
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Sweet giggles of excitement escaped the girl's throat as she was dragged to the dining hall by her cute sisters. The aroma of their breakfast pancakes reached her nose as came closer to the dining hall entrance. Leaving the girls be to mingle and grab their own seats, Aadina slowly tried to find her own, all the while observing the kids to make sure they had everything they needed for breakfast. Nodding to herself in satisfaction, Aadina brought it upon herself to grab her own plate, utensils, and pancakes. Squealing in delight as the strong scent of syrup and pancakes hit her nose with full force and the girl couldn't wait to actually taste it as well. She acknowledged to herself that it seemed Will and Maybelle were fantastic, young cooks. She reminded herself to express her gratitude to them later, when things weren't so busy.

As the girl happily admired the look and aroma of her pancakes, Aadina was struck with shock in that moment when Mama had announced that a couple was coming over today to adopt a child. She had barely managed to catch hold of her plate of pancakes as the plate begin to slip out of her light grip. A multitude of emotions hit her at her core. She felt sad, immense sadness at that, and yet, she also felt happiness and elation. The thought of never seeing one of her siblings again ate at her heart and she could feel the pain manifesting into physical pain the more she imagined it. But at the same time, she couldn't help but feel happiness at one of her siblings getting adopted and becoming a part of another happy family. She couldn't help but feel happiness if she were to be chosen. It was their main goal in life for as long as she could remember. Their main purpose in life was to be adopted. It was why they studied so hard, why they worked so hard; all to become the perfect child for a perfect couple. At times, she felt as if she needed to hold herself about, in order to give the other kids more of a chance.

Feeling a sudden loneliness grip at her chest, Aadina felt a need for some company, otherwise her emotions were going to get the best of her.

Eyes scanning around the dining room table for a seat, Aadina decided to take a seat next to Zion who at the moment was talking to Vera. She frowned at their gloomy faces and realized that she wasn't the only one who was ill at ease with Mama's announcement.

"Hey, don't worry. There's a family out there for everyone," Zion had said, just loud enough for Aadina to overhear as well over the clamour of voices, plates, and eating utensils. Just then, she felt an even worse sense of sadness, before muttering out, "But... you all are already my family." Tears began to brim at the corner of her eyes and out of shock, tried to wipe away the tears immediately as they came. She then began shoveling forkfuls of pancakes in her mouth to distract her and everyone else from her tears.

Her mind asked herself what she couldn't bear to say out loud.

Do...do I really need...want...another family?