because wow, that other post is a mess.

[appellative]

[ Curls up in a corner to cry. ]

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[eucleian]

[ D8 ]

What's wrong, honey?

[yancy]

Baby girl, come here.

[appellative]

[ she shakes her head, mumbles: ]

Fighting in the other post.

[eucleian]

Your parents?

[appellative]

[ just goes. ]

[appellative]

No, [ sniffs ] my grandfather showed up.

[yancy]

[hugs you so hard, sweetheart]

I'm sorry you saw that.

[appellative]

[ quiet, shaky. ]

You were all so angry.

[alexiares]

[Oh shit, crying kids. Alex is the worst with this shit.]

Uh... Are you okay?

[yancy]

You know how Grandpa Sokolov doesn't like me very much? It's like that. Grandpa Becket's made a lot of mistakes and hurt a lot of people. And we're still upset about it.

[appellative]

[ oh. :c

clings tighter. ]

[appellative]

[ she wipes at her tears. ]

No.

[exhort]

[ uncle raleigh to the rescue with open arms. ]

C'mere, squirt.

[appellative]

[ runs over and buries face in sweater. ]

[yancy]

[askjfdag that's okay he didn't need his heart not melted into mush anyway, thanks]

It'll be okay though, I promise.

[exhort]

[ he wraps her up in an octopus-like hug. limbs everywhere so she can't squirm away. ]

Looks like you finally got a taste of the old family drama. Kinda sucks, doesn't it?

[appellative]

[ yancy's not going to squirm away. raleigh's her favorite uncle.

quietly, she murmurs: ] I don't like him.

[appellative]

[ latched on like a barnacle. ]

He made Mamère cry. [ there's no reason to whisper, but she does. ]

[exhort]

Yeah, me neither.

[ they should start a club and get t-shirts. ]

[appellative]

Why did he even come here.

[ buries nose in fabric. ]

[exhort]

Because he's a dumbass.

[ he's not even gonna apologize for cussing in front of a tiny. ]

[twilightstampede]

Hey kiddo.

[Nadia crouches down and gives her a small smile.]

What's the matter?

[appellative]

[ she shouldn't laugh, but he sounds funny when he says words like that.

funny without meaning to, but yeah. yancy hides her face in his sweater. ]

[appellative]

[ she sniffs and wipes at the tear tracks with the back of her hands. ]

Just heard my family fighting.

[twilightstampede]

I see.

{Nadia moves to sit and holds her arms out.]

Want a hug?

[Big bad Jaeger pilot like her and crying kids turn her into mush.]

[yancy]

[He made Uncle Raleigh and Jazmine cry too but. Yancy's not going to say that.]

I know. He's not very nice.

[appellative]

[ she ducks her head; shy. ]

No, I'm okay. [ she knows jaeger pilots, her dad used to be one and her uncle is one still. ] Thank you.

[ she peers up at the pretty lady. ] Are you a Ranger like my Dad?

[twilightstampede]

[Nadia folds her hands in her lap and tilts her head.]

Yeah I am.

[A pause, then:] Who's your dad?

[appellative]

[ she presses her lips together and then takes a breath. ]

Um, [ if the pretty lady is a ranger, then it should be okay to say. ] Yancy Becket.

[twilightstampede]

[Nadia's eyes light up.]

Well, hey, I know him! My brother and I used to be stationed in Lima with him and your uncle!

[No need to tell her about your crush on said uncle either, Nadia.]

[appellative]

[ that earns her a smile. ]

So, you're one of my Dad's friends, then?

[ because any friend of her father's is someone who is definitely okay in little yancy's books. ]

[twilightstampede]

Yeah!

[Granted she talked to Raleigh more, but she did consider both of them her friends.]

My name's Nadia, by the way.

[dorothied]

[Oh, no. :c Little girls curled up in a corner crying, that's just not going to happen on her watch again.]

Do you like Jaegers?

[eucleian]

And I assume that's not a good thing. I'm sorry, kiddo.

no, come play :c

[appellative]

[ Yancy straightens, eyes still a little moist. ]

Sorry.