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 Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 6:20 pm
Wrinkling her nose at him with that comment, she resumed eating her waffles but seemed to be slowing down, returning to her more serious self. "I have never understood that description, especially of myself. Cute is a word similar to adorable, and I would associate that with puppies or kitties and such .. but .. to associate that to another person has always confused me. Especially when the one being commented on is me." she said softly, staring blankly at the wall opposite them, continuing to munch on the waffles. "Though .. when you do something as silly as touching your nose to my own, it would be my opinion that you are in the act of cute, not I .." she said with a giggle, looking to him with a smile again.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 6:25 pm
Raising his his left eyebrow as a right sided smirk appeared, he snapped his fingers. Grabbing the fork that appeared from no where, he 'helped' her with her waffles.
"Maybe, I am...but I know you are too."
His smirked turned to a smile as he poked her cheek with his nose.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 6:29 pm
She made a whining noise when she saw he conjured his own fork, and looked miffed for a moment but she tapped the plate with her fingertip and more waffles appeared. She gigled and took a few more bites before realizing she had eaten plenty. "Are you finished? I am, I love to have waffles for breakfast!" she said with another giggle. Not waiting for his answer, she released the plate, which floated in mid air, her fork disappeared and a warm washcloth appeared in her hands which she used to clean her hands and cheeks of syurp. "You seem mighty affectionate today. You are wanting to play also?" she asked with a bright smile and another giggle, the washcloth disappearing in exchange for another cup of tea.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 6:35 pm
Finishing what was left on the plate, he placed his fork on it and watched them disappear. Water from the air around them condensed together and formed a stream of water around his hands and mouth, cleaning them, before going back to just plain air...with the scent of waffles and syrup.
"You seem to be as well. As for play...I wouldn't mind having a little fun."
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 6:36 pm
"I enjoy being able to love freely. I have not had the luxury to do so for most of my life." she said softly, looking to him with a small smile.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 6:40 pm
Wrapping his arms around her, he smiled and and kissed her nose softly.
"Well, I'm glad you're able to do so, now."
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 6:51 pm
"I am pleased more to have people to share it with." she said cheerfully, looking at him with an expression of 'howsilly' before resting her head against him, giving him a hug back. After a moment, her head shot up and she looked to him with great joy. "May I take you to one of my favorite places?" she asked with a bright smile, nearly giggling at the thought of bringing him there .. wherever there was!
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 6:53 pm
Slightly surprised by the request, he looked down at her and smiled.
"But of course! I'd be glad to go."
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 7:30 pm
With a gleeful squee, she latched on to him and with a pop, they were both gone.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 8:40 pm
Fenris was not happy about Tutsumi and Zi's new relationship. Not at all. She was extremely jealous actually. After having finished her plate, she flicked her hand, a black book with the gold font typed 'Fenris' on the front appeared in hand. She opened it the the bookmark, placing it aside.
Doing the flicking motion once more, a quill and ink appeared in that hand. after setting things up, she filled the quill with ink, then commenced writing on an empty page. Though, if someone were to try and read it, they was find it to be just a bunch of strange symbols.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 12:23 pm
She slowly opened the main door and poked her head in. Upon seeing no one she opens the door the rest of the way up and hauls in a big full trash bag. Carrying it over to the decorated tree she smiles, she was impressed with the decorations of the room especially the tree. Opening her bag up she began to pull out wrapped gifts and piling them under the tree.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 12:47 pm
Balling up the empty trash bag she stood back up. All the presents she brought here now piled under the tree I hope they like them. I'm surprised no one is here. She pulled down her hood as she walked into the kitchen and made herself a cup of hot cocoa before setting in a cozy couch watching the fire
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 1:48 pm
Six Glowing Red Eyes Appear in the darkness. The pan left and right before The Ugly Steps out from the darkness. If anyone finds him, He surely will be killed. He has one chance and one chance alone really. He has to find his son and get him to change sides. He knew his sons mind was young and easily manipulated. He slowly walks to the bar and sits.
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 1:51 pm
Oh-ho?, I thought I had scared you away from here. At least from showing yourself so freely.* Ali smirked as he looked up from a book he was reading while standing against one of the walls, watching the Ugly intently and with mild amusement.*
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 1:55 pm
He turns to Ali. If The Ugly had a mouth he would be grinning. Still his eyes showed the expression. "Well.... If it isnt Ali... No You did not scare me out of here.. few things scare me, nothing short of lord yawgmoth... or my son hunter. Though soon enough... hunter will join me.. especially when he finds out ziven... hasnt been staying exactly loyal...." He says with a wicked laugh that would make a baby cry.
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