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 Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2004 8:34 am
((S'alright ^_^ I hope you get in touch with her... crying We miss Em!!!))
Nice and warm and...CRAP, COLD. Groaning, Isto rolled over and snatched for the blanket, but missed horribly, asleep as he was. He scowled and reached out for it, but again missed...and this time he fell off the couch. Somehow he avoided Jen, landing on the floor between the brown SM and the couch, wincing and hesitating a moment before opening his eyes. "Did you take my blanket?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2004 8:41 am
the second that Jen pulled the blanket off and saw Isto he was terrified.... but it quickly passed and al he had left was anger... "How am I supposed to stop thinking about you when you're on the very sofa that I need?" Jen walks pointedly around Isto and hops up onto the sofa... then puts his paws down into the crevice and pulls his twei pipe out... then he inspects it for cracks and damages.... totally ignoring Isto...
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2004 8:49 am
"Errr.... I was here first?" He watched as Jen dug around in the sofa, but quickly lost interest. Sitting up, he reached for his blanket and wrapped it around himself, yawning and climbing to his feet. Still half asleep, he stumbled off towards the kitchen to find something to eat, speaking over his shoulder to Jen. "What're you doin' here so early?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2004 8:52 am
Jen snapped his gaze towards Isto... "I came back to get my pipe.." his hrash gaze suddenly softens and he quickly lowers his face back to the pipe to hide his blushing... he wasn't really mad at Isto... It wasn't Isto's fault... at least he didn't think it was.... Jen really didn't know anything... "I accidentally left it here last night... I cleaned the place up a little.............................................................. why were you sleeping here?" Jen thought that Mauli must be off on another Pirate adventure...
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2004 8:58 am
Isto paused at the door to the kitchen, shrugging slightly and grimacing. "Eh... Some stuff goin' on at home. I didn't really feel like I should stay there right now." With no further explanation, he stepped into the kitchen, and soon could be heard rummaging in the pantry. "Want something to eat?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2004 9:01 am
Jen watched Isto leave the room and then sank lower into the sofa... he sighed... then sat up " yes please..." He jumped down of the sofa, licked his paw and ran it over his fur and the tops of his ears to smooth any rugged strands... then he walked into the kitchen... "What are you having?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2004 9:07 am
"Whatever I can find," Isto replied, laughing. Within a few minutes he stepped out of the pantry carrying a few different boxes. After setting the boxes on the counter, he made his way to the fridge, opening it and digging around. "I didn't eat anything yesterday, so... I'm pretty hungry. Anything in particular that ya want?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2004 9:14 am
"No..." Jen watched as each box came out and got set down... "I don't want too much sugar..." He flexed his shoulder muscles... "I'm too wound up lately anyway." He grinned and jumped up into a chair... "I'll have whatever you end up having... if there's enough... "
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2004 9:22 am
Isto laughed and finally stepped away from the fridge, holding a milk jug in one hand, and orange juice in the other, and balancing a box of eggs on his metal arm. "Alright then, cereal's on the counter. Pick whichever one you'd like. I'll make eggs and we'll have a well balanced breakfast...thing..." Isto shrugged, nearly dropped the eggs, and hurried over to the counter to set down the drinks. "Eggs are about the only thing I can cook," he explained, grinning sheepishly.
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2004 9:27 am
Jen looked at all the cereal boxes... he read a few contents labels and then chose the cheerios... "I'm haivng cheerios, if you want some pass me a couple of bowls and a glass while you're at it... " Then Jen jumped down and started to set the other cereals back into the cupboard... "If you want another cereal you had better say so before I put it away... "
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2004 9:32 am
"Cheerios is fine," Isto muttered, digging around for something to cook the eggs in. He finally sets a pan on the stove, then headed back to the fridge because, despite all efforts, he'd forgotten the butter. Yes, butter. Because that was the best way to cook them. Mmm, eggs... "Fried or scrambled?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2004 9:34 am
"Whatever's easiest for you... " It didn't really matter to Jen... Eggs wre nothing, and they pretty much tasted the same any way that they were cooked... "So... whatcha been up to?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2004 9:42 am
"Fried it is, then," he said, turning on the stove and dropping a spoonful of butter in the pan to melt. While he was waiting for it to heat, he turned to face Jen, shrugging slightly. "This an' that... Lenta's family moved in to our house, didga know? They're living with us now." It was hard to tell if he seemed upset by this, or just didn't care either way. Whatever the case, he turned back to the stove, reaching for a few eggs.
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2004 9:47 am
Jen poured the cheerios... "Yeah I knew... My mom mentioned it... " Jen that he wasn't good at hiding feelings so he stopped there and decided to move onto safer subjects... "How's Banda doing? "
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Posted: Sun Sep 05, 2004 9:48 am
Aw man.... there's something really wrong with Jen's journal... I wonder is it's just happening with me? *sigh*
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