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 Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 8:46 pm
Ha he was good. But as soon as he had proved his point he pulled his hand away. Anticipation, wasn't it fun? He figured he had ate something funny earlier that was making him act odd...or he may of been just in an upbeat mood because Zykariel was...often he found himself mirroring the child's moods to a degree.
But sizzling drew his attention for a moment and then he had a piece of steak on a fork in front of his face being presented for tasting. It was duely snatched off the the fork and savored for a moment, Sevilin again getting that look. Mmm...grown up food. "It's perfect."
Turning his eyes to his son then. "Hey, don't make too much of a mess."
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 8:56 pm
Her eyes sparked with victory at that repeated look on his face and her lips tilted in a grin. "Glad to know it." She set the fork down beside the stove and then moved over to her son, slipping behind him and covering his hand with hers, using her strength to mix the ingredients together but making him think he was the one doing it. She glanced at Sevilin for a moment and then turned back to their son. "Sev, will you grab two candles from the stores with my potions? They'll give the perfect atmosphere to the table." And a kick to his own libido, no doubt.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 9:06 pm
He shook of that lost in rapture feeling a moment when she called him by a shortened version of his name. Not often did she do it, it was either Sevilin or Raven, but he didn't mind those. For whatever reason it bothered him when people shortened his name and such. WHo knew the hell why.
But he gave a shrug and turned, walking up to her room and rifling around her things a moment, grabbing two of the red candles that were among her things. Why did she wish to have atmosphere? Who knew...he wasn't going to ask. Merely came back to the kitchen, rifled through a cabinet to find some candle holders and went about setting up candles on the table. "Are you going to let me put something under these so the wax doesn't drip on my table?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 9:18 pm
She turned back and helped her son pour the concoction into a specialized dish and then stuck it in the fridge while she continued hieating the solid chocolate and sprinkled in some sugar and vanilla for his hot fudge. Her gaze went to him as he came back down and she chuckled, wiping her hands on her skirt before reaching down and pulling something out. "Your table? It connects to my kitchen so I believe it would be mine but I'm one step ahead of you." And indeed she was, holding out a silk table runner in a deep red to match the candles and placemats. Hey she was as much a stickler as he was on her table settings sometimes. "Don't forget the napkin rings," she called out to him as she guided Zykariel's stirring at the stove, praising him despite how much harder it was to do with him there.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 10:01 pm
"you're welcome."
Setting him down, and taking his hand and leading him back upstairs.
"that's why she's training so hard right now. we don't know when. all we know is that the Oracle will be calling on her to do this task soon. So she has to be ready to get things done right now at a moment's notice. So we need to be extra good for her for a bit as not to stress too much, alright?"
picking him back up as the got to the main floor.
"Want a snack? there should be some leftover waffles from Zykariel's gorging around here."
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 6:49 am
Taking the runner he arranged it on the table as needed, placing candle hodlers on top of it and thus candles in the holders. Wait a minute that was new...how much has she spent on that and more importantly was it his money? Then again he wasn't hurting for money right now since Malik had rather generously given him a bonus. It was expensive raising a kid and somehow he had ended up supporting Zahara as well. Not to mention her cooking habit.
"My table because I'm the one that cleans it. You don't clean. Therefore all decisions of mess are left for me, now aren't they?" He knew how to drive a hard bargain that was for sure. But a roll of his eyes at napkin rings but he fetched them anyway and put them to use. He never understood them...you were just going to take your napkin out and four out of five times the ring was going to go rolling across the table. "Reason for being fancy tonight?"
"That's a bad plan daddy." Because from what he learned, all good plans had perfect timing...even ones that were of the ambush sort and such. Planning and timing were practically married together and such. "What if she doesn't get to say goodbye before she goes?" That would be upsetting...after all, they may all be in reverie when it was time for her to go. Didn't really occur to him that she would indeed shake everyone important out of it if she had too.
But he made a face. "It's almost dinner...you can't have breakfast for a snack before dinner. You gotta do it before lunch." Obviously he had gotten into some reading about ettiquette but who knew where he had gotten into it. But toddling into the kitchen and he fetched himself an orange, holding it up to Malik to peel for him. He had yet to conquer oranges.
Speaking of Piper, she was rather pleased with herself, having indeed gotten the horse to comply easily enough and now he was behaving and acting accordingly. Currently she was leading him back into the stables to take his tack off. "See, it's not so bad. Don't worry, I'll make sure you get someone who prefers bareback...though you have to be use to tack just in case." A pat to the creature as she took of his equipment then put it away and let him go roam. A quick check on everything else and then she headed back inside, rolling her shoulder again...it hurt so bad. Surely there was something she could do about that before she left...did not want to be in a tight spot and have her arm suddenly give out on her.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 10:32 am
"I could disagree but I don't want to fight with you. It's easier just to let you think you're right." They finished the dessert and she covered it and set it in the fridge to harden and keep cool then helped him clean up the mess they had made. "Fancy? Oh because we're celebrating."
Zykariel was drying his hands off and he giggled. "Mommy's come home Daddy. Isn't that a good reason?"
She ruffled his hair. "And your father's better and atmosphere adds to the anticipation." She grinned. "You have your ways and I have mine." Picking up a rag and washing chocolate drip stains off the counter. "Are we ready to eat?" she asked, before pulling out the golden chicken nuggets and baked potatoes and plopping all of it on separate plates then bringing them to the table before repeating with steaks. "Sevilin, grab the wine." A quick runic gesture and she lit the candles then poured a glass of milk for her son and plopped him in his chair.
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 6:19 pm
"I don't think I'm right, I am right." Was that childish? Probably but he didn't care too much right now. Walking past Zykariel to his seat he ruffled the boy's hair with a giggle. "I suppose Zahara being back is a good reason...we don't have to eat anything I make anymore, won't that be nice. Unless it's cooked campfire style...then I'm pretty well off. Ain't that right son?" Thus going to grab the wine and bringing it back to the table, setting it where Zahara usually sat...she was the drinker after all.
"And I'm better, is a good reason too." Though he slanted a look at her on her mention ot anticipation. "Never heard of candles adding to anticipation..." Unless it was the bad kind...like when you knew you were about to get overly hot waxed dripped on you and you could already feel your skin burning....okay Sevilin nice past regression there. But he sat down at the table, savoring that smell a moment. Oh yes, adult food.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 7:10 pm
"Absolutely." He was already arranging his chicken nuggets on his plate and mashing down his potato with his fork. "Mommy! It's got skin."
"Mmmhmm." But she let it go and merely uncorked the wine easily enough pouring herself a full glass and then walking over to fill half of his. She stopped briefly by her son and shook her head. "Since when do you not like skin on your potato?"
"Since forever..."
"Alright." She took the fork from him and reached down flipping the potato out of the covering she'd used to cook it in then used her fingers to pull the skin off. "Better?"
He poked at it for a moment and then nodded. "I guess."
Taking her seat once again she merely chuckled, "I told you Sevilin. You've got your ways and I've got mine. Now let's eat." Thus she pulled off her napkin ring and settled her napkin in her lap before admonishing Zykariel to do the same and then cutting into her steak. "I think I outdid myself this time."
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 7:31 pm
First it was yellow, then it was skin on his potato. What was next in this little phase of his, his beloved waffles? Then Sevilin would know that the world had lost it for sure. But he blinked at Zahara as she went about pouring some wine into his glass...he didn't drink. But he supposed the fancy called for it...
A look to Zykariel. "It's fine Zykariel, just eat it." Working on preparing his own food on his plate before slipping off the napkin ring...which was duely stolen and sat on by a ferret who waited for a piece of steak. Sevilin cut out a chunck and offered it up, the ferret snatching it from his fork before he cut another piece for himself.
Oh yes...adult food indeed. He had a rather pleasant look as he indulged in the meal, giving a sigh. Though for some odd reason he was feeling quite relaxed anyway. Rather lucid really. "I think you did...should we be afraid or enamoured?"
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 8:54 pm
Fin leaned against the door of the small inn, and smilled rather obtusely. After the ordeal in the Ethereal Temple, he seemed rather absent minded. What was left of his dwarven long sword was in his right hand, leering over his shoulder like a fallen soldier. "Corath, final orb has been obtained."
"Congratulations."
"I'll spare you the details, but it was tricky and we managed to perserver." Fin walked several steps to a nearby beanch, and fell into its embrace.
"Now what?"
"Oh, this is the quiet before the storm." The elf replied.
Elsewhere in the underdark, not too far from the Citadel of Chaos, another elf was completing a task he set out to accomplish. It was a bloody battle, but his favourite necromany proved to be a troublesome moral delemma. Was it ok to dray the life force of your enemy into yourself in order to heal your wounds? The elf breathed heavily as the last of the murderous denizens were slain. His right arm and leg had been completely regenerated by the act, which caused him some satisfaction, but was it truly legitimate act? Probably not, but the farmers that these creatures killed, and the people who suffered from the loss of livestock would not see any problems with this. He felt the smug smirk of Orko staring at his back, as he whipped his new weapon clean.
The arm proved to be a wonderful thing, very good for a shield and a sword. Cedric looked at his tattered clothes, and started mending them with a simple cantrip taught to every apprentice mage in his homeland. He looked about the hive before leaving, gathering bits of evidence and making sure all the creatures were dead. He did not want any more innocent farmers to suffer from this scourage.
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 9:10 pm
"Oh alright."
Hey, he didn't mind breakfast food whenever. especially if it was things like eggs. but he picked the orange from his son, and walked into the kitchen, flipping a knife into his hand peeling it and then handing it back.
"there you go."
Before digging around for something more 'dinner' snack like. he really didn't feel like arguing over what was right to eat at the time.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 2:28 pm
Yay orange to no doubt make a mess with as he held it in one hand, kinda drippy, and pulled sections off of the fruit. Oranges were a good thing, but they didn't grow down here or so he had been told. He was totally content then to follow on his father's heels as he did his own thing.
"Rummaging through the kitchen? Don't see that from you everyday Lord D'vinn." Giving a chuckle before a look down as she suddenly had a child latched to her leg rather tightly by one arm as he was trying to eat an orange with his other hand...okay, that was odd. But Piper reached down and rested a hand on top of her sons head ruffling his hair lightly, little unhappy bond twinges from him for some reason. But a look back up to Malik. "We have to do something about my shoulder."
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 5:30 pm
The child ate easily enough once he'd gotten rid of unwanted skin and mashed his potato beyond recognition. He had a delightful time scooping the mess that he'd then slathered with butter and sour cream up onto his fork. He'd even gone one step further and dipped his chicken nuggets in it.
Zahara noticed but said nothing because the child was eating and that was one step closer than they woudl have been if she'd fed him steak. She was feeling relaxed herself which she attributed to being in familar surroundings, the brief encounter with Sevilin earlier, his pleasure at the meal, the glass of wine she was slowly drinking and partly to the candle. There were a lot of factors playing into tonight and she wanted everything perfect. She'd finished off one potato and three-fourths of her steak before she pushed her plate away unable to eat anymore. "Personal opionin. Frankly I'm a bit of both. However am I going to be able to top this?"
"Dessert Mommy." The child reminded easily enough.
She nodded and stood setting her plate down by Sevilin to either cut up and feed to Nym or finish himself. He finished most of her meals at one point or another and that was comfortable for her. She ate until she was full and then she dind't eat anymore. Heading into the kitchen she pulled out the cheesecake that had frozen into its proper shape and cut a perfect sized piece for her pint-sized son. A dollop of whipped cream, drizzled with hot fudge and she put the plate and fork in front of him taking his bigger one away. "Don't eat it too fast." Washing off his own plate she settled it into the sink and then brought the pie to the table. "Ready for dessert or are you not finished with dinner yet?" They could always have theirs later. Much later.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 6:09 pm
"What shoulder, what's wrong with it, and why do you need it fixed."
Coming up with cinnamon sticks, handing some over to Piper.
"things coming that quickly are they?"
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