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 Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 1:46 pm
Arching a brow when she saw his shirt glow for a moment, she smiled. "It seems that would be it and your shirt agrees, it went bright for a moment. Something like steak? Or a hamburger perhaps?" she asked, pressing forward with helping him decide what he might want.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 1:57 pm
The boy smiled what she said the thing about his shirt and smiled. "My shirt can't glow, silly! It was something under my shirt." When she talked about the food he tilted his head. Though he knew what a steak was, the other things was unfamiliar to him. "A Hamburger?"
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 2:03 pm
"Of course not, I joke!" she said with another giggle and reached her hand forward for a moment to make a tickling motion near his middle but did not actually touch him. Still smiling, she bit her lip trying to think of the best way to describe it. "Think of a sandwich .. Except you use a bun instead of bread and in the middle there is a piece of meat which is ground up then shaped in a circle or square. Then, like if you have had a turkey sandwich before, many people tend to use the same dressings and condiments, like lettuce, tomato, onion and mustard for example."
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 2:11 pm
The boy giggled when she made the motions, doing the same to her. It seemed somewhat silly, but there was a certain satisfaction from it. With a smile he listened to her explaination. "It seems kinda weird to me, but lets try it!" He smiled to her, than thought about something. "What is mustard?"
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 2:24 pm
With a giggle from Reeve pretending to tickle her back and then the question about mustard, she smiled brightly and nodded her head. "Lets sit at a table so we can talk more and try everything." she said cheerfully. Rising from the couch, she took a few steps to the square table just to their side, 4 chairs, one on each side.
The table was empty when she rose but by the time she wandered over to it, there were 5 plates, 2 with hamburgers, 1 with four flavors of mustard, 1 with a number of other things one would often like on a hamburger such as onion, ketchup, mayonnaise and relish and the final plate was nothing but french fries. Accompanying all this were two large glasses of chocolate milk.
She stood by the table, allowing Reeve to pick which chair he wanted. She started to explain about the mustard, pointing to each little puddle of mustard as she went.
"There are four kinds of mustard that I have had and find I enjoy depending on what I am eating. The bright yellow is a plain mustard, it is tart yet delicious. The slightly brown one here is called dijon, which sounds fancy but just means they left the shell of the mustard seed on. The next is brown mustard, as you can see it is rather darker and there are large chunks of the seed still hanging about in it - this is a very spicy mustard, still tangy but only try a small taste at first, it has big flavor! And finally, honey mustard - which is a personal favorite - it is sweet and tangy since they use both brown mustard and some honey.
Any questions?" she finally finished with a small giggle, hoping she did not over load him with so much information that he got bored.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 3:00 pm
The boy walked over and sat on a chair to listen to her. "Nope, I think I got it..."He said as he started to put together the burger. It was a curious thing, mixing togeter cooked meat with plants and such. At first he did not quite knew what it would taste like, so when he finished it all he did was stare. "Are you sure it's okay to eat this?"
((Sorry about taking so long, my computer keeps crashing. gonk ))
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 3:07 pm
Seating herself, she too made up the final bits of the hamburger, the way she liked it best. When he asked, she smiled and nodded. "I know not any reason why it is not ok. Keep in mind there are many different combinations to try, if you do not like what you put together, you can add or remove as you wish, to find the taste that suits you best." she said with a nod. Realizing she was quite hungry herself, she took a bite of her own, then set it down and watched to see Reeve's reaction when he took a bite.
(Ooc: No worries ^^ *kicks your computer* ^_~ )
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 3:28 pm
The boy watched her take a bite, then picked his up and smelled it. Finally he opened his mouth and took one huge bite. He chewed it for only a moment, then swallowed almost the whole piece whole. He thought about the taste for a moment, then smiled and began eating it as if he had never eaten anything before.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 3:32 pm
She smiled, seeing that he seemed to enjoy it. When he started 'inhaling' it, she worried a bit. "Oi, Reeve, this is not a marathon! Please slow down a bit, I worry you will hurt yourself or perhaps your tummy will ache afterwards." she said softly after a second bite of her own hamburger. though she was still concerned for his well being, watching him get in to it so quickly like that brought a feeling of satisfaction.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 3:33 pm
Gerrick was quie tas he slipped into the bar. His hair for some reason was spiked all back, his skin now a slight tinge of red. His clothing was ripped up, his skin cut in sevreal places as the boy flopped ont othe couch and groaned gently. Last night's nightmare was too real...and Gerrick was surprised no body heard him scream and cry in terror. Then again, it was like he was choking, forced to be silent and fight for his life.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 3:40 pm
Hearing another enter, she turned her attention to the other young boy who walked in. Noticing that he seemed to be in pain or something, she asked; "Gerrick are you well?" Despite knowing that he was not well, she wanted to ask, not mother him. She returned her attention to Reeve the moment Gerrick flopped on the couch though, wanting answers from both now.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 3:42 pm
Coughing, he peered over the couch and shook his head before laying back down. The back of his shirt was full of blood, coming fro ma very deep wound. The blood was in the form of a symbol, and now the symbol was bleeding, though Gerrick wasn't going to let Ziven know why. The tattoos on his arm were gone, yet the symbol matched his pendant: The symbol of Khorne.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 3:56 pm
"Reeve .. I wish to help him, I will return to you in a moment." she said softly to him. Rising from her seat, she kissed Reeve on the top of his head and smiled kindly.
Turning now, she crossed the short distance in the room to Gerricks side. Now that she was closer to him, she could see that he was harmed greatly. A worried expression crossed her face. "Gerrick, what happened?!" she asked in a quiet, somewhat panicked tone. Immediately she set to work to try to heal him, starting by removing his shirt with magic, then a cool, clean cloth to clean the wounds some. Realizing that the injury was in the shape of a symbol, she decided not to use magic to heal him until she better understood what happened to her young friend.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 4:00 pm
"....Last night....*cough* I had some divine intervention after praying." A tear rolled down his face as she cleaned his wound, his hand gripping the couch. "I prayed...for a god to show themselves to me....And one did....Khorne...He came to claim my soul as he did to my father....I am marked....and now I will be his warrior." Gerrick responded, his head lowered as the wound continued to bleed. "You cannot close this wound...Only I can. And I will have this wound until my powers awaken."
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 4:03 pm
"Is there anything I may do to help you?" she asked quietly, anticipating a negative answer.
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