Avery Song

Location: Downtown

With some time in between appointments, Avery had decided to venture out for lunch instead of eating the sandwich she’d made and put in the break room fridge at the clinic. Worst case scenario, someone ate it while she was out or she had it for dinner. As the vet walked along the sidewalk, a breeze began to pick up until the point it became quite windy. One large gust swept by and suddenly Avery’s baseball cap had flown off and down the street. Sighing to herself, the brunette broke into a jog to try and catch up with it, as she got close, a hand snagged the hat out of the air. Letting out a breath of relief, Avery made eye contact with the person who had managed to grab the cap. “Thank you, distance running is not my strong suit.” The vet noted with a small smile. Sports had never really been her thing, more spending extra hours in the high school bio lab. 

Leanne smiled at Avery’s enthusiasm. Her grandsons were delighted which meant the world to her.. “Ohh, good chose. That ones lavender, great when you want to relax. The goats milk in this one will do wonders for your skin. Not that you need any help.” She was gorgeous in Leanne’s eyes. The boys took the soaps she pointed out and wrapped them up themselves. she helped them count out Avery’s change. “Your actually our first customer, so I think I’m gonna throw in one of these too.” She handed her a free lip balm. “ I was afraid it was gonna be sweltering, but so far it’s been breezy today. Are you entering any contests?” 

Avery made sure to thank both boys individually as they got to work wrapping the soaps and practicing a little math with money. “Well thank you, all three of you.” The vet smiled, reaffirming her appreciation. Avery wasn’t a mom herself, and at this point she wasn’t certain it was in the cards but getting to meet so many wonderful kids through her work and just being around town always brought a smile to her face. “Yes, I will always take a breeze over straight sun.” The brunette agreed. “I don’t think so, unless you’d count the raffle? But that’s okay with me, I’ve never been that competitive.” Avery enjoyed watching sports and other competitions but the idea of being in one herself, usually felt a bit stressful. “What about you?”

At 5′6″, Avery wasn’t particularly tiny but that didn’t mean she always had zero trouble getting things out of high places. While they were setting up someone had asked her to grab water glasses which were inconveniently placed beyond her reach. If it was something less fragile, the vet would just jump a tiny bit and knock it off. But using that strategy with glassware seemed a little too risky. Getting as far up onto her tippy toes as possible she reached out, only for another hand to pluck the box of glasses off the shelf. Turning to her right the vet saw Colton, holding out the box for her to take. “You’re a lifesaver...but I swear I would’ve gotten it sooner or later....probably.” Avery admitted with a chuckle.

Vender’s Area || Bridgeport seafood festival

Status: OPEN

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Being head of the events committee meant that Leanne spent a good portion of the festival over seeing everything, but occasionally she had a few hours to herself. She was spending those at her grandson‘s booth, giving her very pregnant daughter a much needed break. This year jake and Finn has decided they wanted to make some things to sell. Of course she’d supported this and come up with a plan. So, together with their pop pop Malcom they had created some fishing lures and little wooden bird feeders that Leanne had in turn helped the boys decorate. She’d also helped them make little soaps and lotions to sell.  “Every purchase comes with a super cool dragon sticker.” She said to the person browsing their table, Her youngest grandson was obsessed with dragons. “All items are handmade by these two little entrepreneurs.”

After entering the charity raffle, Avery found she had a little time to kill before her next set of responsibilities beckoned. Enjoying the ability to just wander around, the vet wove between booths, pausing every once and a while. She stopped by the booth Leanne was manning with her grandsons and waved hi as she looked everything over. “Well, I can’t say no to dragon stickers now can I?” Avery asked jokingly, glancing over at Jake and Finn. “Hmm...how about those two soaps?” She requested, pointing to two of the small soaps next to each other on the table. 

Location: Setting up for the Shrimp Eating Contest

At 5′6″, Avery wasn’t particularly tiny but that didn’t mean she always had zero trouble getting things out of high places. While they were setting up someone had asked her to grab water glasses which were inconveniently placed beyond her reach. If it was something less fragile, the vet would just jump a tiny bit and knock it off. But using that strategy with glassware seemed a little too risky. Getting as far up onto her tippy toes as possible she reached out, only for another hand to pluck the box of glasses off the shelf. Turning to her right the vet saw Finn, holding out the box for her to take. “You’re a lifesaver...but I swear I would’ve gotten it sooner or later....probably.” Avery admitted with a chuckle.

Location: Grocery store

Location: Marine View Vet Clinic

Avery was finishing up a well visit with a new client and his rabbit, Blueberry, when she heard the bell on the front door ring. Having not been expecting anyone, the vet excused herself from Mr. Marcus and blueberry for a minute to see what was going on. “Finn? Hey, is everything okay? Is Rosie alright?” She asked quickly, mind immediately going to concerns that his dog was in need of help. Mr. Marcus peaked his head out towards the front to see her with Finn

“Dr. Song, not to take up any more of your valuable time, but what’s your favorite spot to eat in town? I could use a great tour guide as blueberry and I get settled in.” He asked, a bright smile on his face reaching all the way up to his eyes.

Avery opened her mouth, unsure of what to say as she glanced between her client and Finn, still a bit uncertain what to think.

Location: Grocery

At 5′6″, Avery wasn’t particularly tiny but that didn’t mean she always had zero trouble getting things off the top shelf in stores. If it was something less fragile, the vet would just jump a tiny bit and knock it off. But using that strategy with a glass jar of tomato sauce seemed a little to risky. Getting as far up onto her tippy toes as possible she reached out, only for another hand to pluck it off the shelf. Turning to her right the vet saw Jamey, holding out the jar for her to take. “You’re a lifesaver...but I swear I would’ve gotten it sooner or later....probably.” Avery admitted with a chuckle

Closed @avery–song

Luca was on his way to run some errands for work. He was juggling a million papers and trying to shuffle through them to make sure everything was in order. It was quite the task. When he reached the crosswalk he let out a small sigh because he walked as it turned from walking to stop. He hated idle time because he preferred to be productive. The worst part was, there wasn’t even any traffic coming right now. He turned to the person next to him. “You know, I think all street lights should be traffic activated instead of automatic.” 

Avery was taking Chewie for his second walk of the day, usually they got one in before she left in the morning. Their route always varied even if only slightly to better ensure there was always something interesting for him to smell or see and feel engaged by. When they walked downtown it typically involved stopping at cross walks every so often. Dutifully, Chewie assumed his sit as he waited for the light, turning to look at Luca when he heard the familiar voice and wagging his tail. “If they can’t figure that out in big cities, somehow I doubt Bridgeport is going to convert to that system.” The vet noted, offering her friend an empathetic look. “But I don’t think you’re wrong”

Avery waited patiently while her younger sister evaluated colors, before offering two of them over to her. The vet nodded in response, taking the small bottle and looking at each more closely. “Hmm...I think the green this time. But I’ll do the blue whenever we come back, unless my stylist’s recommendations have changed of course.” The woman joked, giving Ronnie an amused wink. “Anything new going on? At work or at home?” Avery asked, glancing back over. They texted almost every day but sometimes there were things just better discussed in person, good or bad, so it wouldn’t be a surprise for either of them to share something a little new when they got to see each other.

Avery shook her head quickly to respond and reassure. “Absolutely not, I’d say you’re doing quite a few things right.” She smiled, looking between the dog and Finn. “Honestly I wish some of my other clients were as responsible as you are with her.” One of the tougher parts of the job definitely revolved around offering advice and guidance to an audience that didn’t necessarily want to receive it. Not that that phenomenon was unique to her profession. She opened her mouth to add more only to be cut off by a surprisingly large growl coming from her stomach. The raven haired woman turned slightly red, looking back up to Finn. “Please excuse me, clearly I’m being told to eat something.”

starter for @avery–song​ location: Cuts Both Ways ( salon and spa ) 

With a day off, Veronica wanted to treat her older sister to a spa day. It had been a while since the two of them caught up. “I am so happy we got to do this,” Ronnie told her as she settled into the chair for pedicures, “How is working at the clinic? Any cute puppies come in lately? I wish I could get a puppy, but I just don’t have the time for one,” plus she got to see cute animals all day as well, they were just habitants of the ocean. “Do you like this color? I think it’s really summery,” she said as she held up the pink colored nail polish she picked out. 

It wasn’t often Avery participated in this particular version of self care and pampering. Her usual relaxation routine generally required being at home on the couch with a glass of wine. Not that that meant she wasn’t enjoying the change of pace, and more than anything getting to appreciate how thoughtful Ronnie always was. “Me too.” The vet smiled, stretching out slightly in the chair as she got comfortable. “A rhetorical question, the puppies are always cute.” The raven haired woman joked to her younger sister. “Well you can always come see Chewie and when the time comes we’ll help you adopt the perfect one for you.” She paused for a second to study the color Ronnie was referring to before nodding “I think it’s good! What color do you think I should do?” The vet asked, glancing around at the options. She tended to defer to her little sister on fashion and beauty as she never really felt like it was her forte.

The second Avery started to open the clinic door, Rosie’s energy increased tenfold with excitement. The fluffy black and white dog pulled towards Finn when she saw her owner standing a few feet away. The vet laughed, hurrying alongside her so that she could get to him as quickly as possible. “Somebody missed you!” She smiled, looking between Rosie and Finn. “She looks amazing, passed her check-up with flying colors not that it’s any surprise.” It made Avery happy whenever she got to return an animal to their person or family in such good and healthy spirits even if it was just an annual check-up.

Name: Avery Song

Nicknames: Ave/Aves/Doc

Age: 35

Residence: Point Breeze

Education: BA in Biology and DVM

Occupation: Veterinarian

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/her/hers

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Face Claim: Jamie Chung

Biography: (TW racism, adoption, death)

In the early 1950s against the backdrop of a newly divided Korea, a young couple in search of their own American dream traveled thousands of miles to settle in the small coastal town of Bridgeport, Maine. It was there that Jung-soo and Kyung-Ja started their new life and began a family. Jung-soo had been a mechanic in Korea and applied his skills by working at a local auto shop while Kyung-ja used her training as a wartime nurse to help out at the town hospital. After a few years of settling in, the couple welcomed their first child, a little girl who they gave an American name to celebrate their new home. Joy grew up as a first generation American citizen in the little town that had become home to her parents. Although Bridgeport was small there were other immigrant families, one of whom were the Songs. That family who had raised a child of their own that Joy would find her own love story with. Jin and Joy worked to develop careers and dreams of their own but chose to stay put in the little town where they and their parents had found their new beginnings. There were struggles, as there had been for their parents. Although for the most part Bridgeport was an idyllic place, that didn’t mean there were no hard times. The US still had plenty of racism to offer the families. But like plenty of others before and that came after, Joy and Jin held their heads high and lived the life they wanted.

By the time Avery was born in the middle of the 1980s, Jin had become a well established teacher at Bridgeport’s high school while Joy spent her days as a court stenographer. Despite working full time the pair dedicated everything they could to their daughter. Her childhood was filled with every opportunity and activity to try the little girl could ask for.

But it wasn’t until a stray cat took refuge in the Song family garage and had kittens that Avery discovered her true passion-caring for animals. After the Songs found good homes for the mama cat and her few kittens, Avery began taking in and looking after every animal she could which could cause a bit of exasperation on the part of Joy and Jin but nonetheless they were thrilled to see their daughter learn what she wanted to do with her life. Combined with a knack and significant interest in science, Avery realized she wanted to be a veterinarian. 

During high school she started helping out at the local clinic while the family dealt with some large changes. When Avery was 16, her parents took in Veronica Phan, their god-daughter after her parents passed away. Although adjusting to having a new adoptive five year old sister took a beat, Avery absolutely adored Ronnie from the start and did everything she could to ensure she felt safe and loved growing up. Even when she went away to college and veterinary school, Avery tried to come home as often as possible to spend time with her parents and Ronnie as the girl grew up. Upon graduation moved away from home to get her bachelor's degree in biology and DVM from Cornell the new doctor returned home to Bridgeport and began working under her mentor Dr. Vernon at the same clinic she’d volunteered at in high school. Upon his passing, his will passed ownership of the clinic to Avery. Although the task was initially daunting, she found her rhythm.Since then the clinic has been her life. A familiar pillar of the community, Avery loves to be a part of Bridgeport and do what she can to support the town that has given her and her family so much over the years.