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 Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 3:04 pm
Private roleplay with the Grady family--(Jynk & Elle).
Location: The new Grady house.
Time: You know.. daytime, I guess.
Weather: Very pleasant, but also partly cloudy.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 3:08 pm
Faolan sat in the middle of the nursery room, every part imaginable for building two cribs spread out around him as he read the instructions out to Zia. "Alright, it says here tha' you put Tab A int' Slot B."
"Where does it say that? There is no Slot B," Zia complained, holding up two pieces. "Are these even the right parts? You know these were made to be confusing on purpose. Seriously. I don't even have to use my abilities to know that."
The young man just sighed at the Essentic. "You got tha'un upside down, Zia. Turn it around an' there be your Slot B."
"Oh." The Essentic righted the part and fit it together with the other. "Alright, what's next?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 3:17 pm
Ellandra walked into the room, holding Sam in her arms, and looked over the progress being . . . well, not precisely made. . . in front of her. "How are they coming?" She asked quietly, snuggling the boy to her as she watched Faolan and Ziazan attempt to piece together the infants' cribs. "Any luck so far?" Obviously not much, qat least not yet, but these certainly hadn't looked so complicated before purchase. Holding Sam close to her, she took a seat next to her husband, albeit a bit out of the way, and kissed the top of Sam's orange-fluff covered head.
Rhian followed in after her Mama, carrying Bel. "Can I help, Sibling-Ziazan? Faolan? I'm not sure I'd be able to do much, but I could try," she asked, thinking that perhaps Faolan and her sibling needed more help than it first appeared, what with the mess spread out around them. She doubted she had the hope of understanding the directions, but she felt it was only right to offer anyway.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 3:45 pm
Faolan handed Rhian another set of instruction. "Here, you can get started on th' other one." He picked up two pieces and put them together. Actually, despite the mess, the crib building was going rather well.
Zia grinned at Elle, gesturing to the twins with a crib part. "Bel's getting a lot better. I can feel that even over here. Won't be long before she's getting Sam back for kicking her."
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 6:31 pm
Ellandra took Bel from Rhian as the flutterby grabbed at the instructions she's been given, turning the paper this way, that way, and even upside-down. "Um. . . . what's this even saying? It makes no sense!" Not that Rhian was one to give up, however, and so she tried - tried- to follow what the pictures showed her two do, because the pictures made so much more sense thaqn the silly words did, now that she really looked at them. . .
The brunette smiled at Ziazan as she held the infants, her grey eyes sparkling with the pure happiness that she seemed to leak everywhere these days. "Really, Ziazan? That's wonderful! I'm sure she'll feel so much better when she doesn't need to be wrapped up any longer."
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 6:35 pm
Faolan handed the instructions he was holding to Zia and moved over to help Rhian with hers. "I think Zia's right about them making these confusin' on purpose."
Zia just nodded to Elle then looked at the instructions it was handed and sighed, reaching for more parts to put together. "At least the twins won't need their cribs for awhile."
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 6:39 pm
Rhian tilted her head a little, her tongue sticking out of her mouth as she focused on it. "Wait, the pictures kinda make sense, the words don't but the pictures do. . ." The flutterby was starting to have more success now, as she followed the images and the images only - and with Faolan's help, of course. For her part Ellandra simply nodded, smiling down at her two tiny babies, who were much too little to really do much of anything yet, and somehow were still so very enthralling.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 6:47 pm
Faolan ruffled Rhian's hair affectionately as they worked on the crib. "You're better at this than I am."
"It's because she's smarter than you," Ziazan offered, not looking up as it worked on its own crib project.
Sam yawned and waved a tiny fist around, gurgling happily. He couldn't see or really comprehend the words, but he felt the mood was good in the room.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 7:03 pm
Rhian giggled, proud of herself for once. "Am I really doing all right? I'm just following the pictures because they make sense; none of those silly word-directions do!"
Ellandra bit her lip, trying not to laugh as Ziazan both complimented its sister and insulted its father in the same sentence. As little Sam gurgled, she bent over him and kissed his nose, doing the same to Bel in turn when the little baby blinked up at her. Then the poor mother winced as she belatedly realized that Bel had curled a tiny fist around a lock of her hair that had fallen too close to her. "Ouch. . ."
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 7:07 pm
"Oh. th' damn words ne'er make sense," Faolan agreed, then looked at Zia and stuck his tongue out at the alter. "Jerk."
"a**," Zia expertly counted, still focused on its task at hand.
At Ellandra's soft noise of pain, Faolan looked back at her. "Everything alright?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 7:10 pm
Ellandra, forced to remain leaning over Bel due to the awkward position the infant's hold on her hair induced, raised her eyes as best she could to look at Faolan. "Your daughter has a grip on my hair, that's all," she said, sighing a bit and looking a bit irritated with herself. "That's what I get for not wearing my hair up today, I suppose."
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 7:14 pm
Faolan got up and went to untangle his daughter's tiny grasp on her mother's hair, then took Bel in his arms. "Hey, lass. You'll hae your own pretty locks one day. No need t' gae yankin' out your dam's hair now." He smiled down at her, leaning down to let her grasp at his horns as she had so often.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 9:13 pm
Ellandra watched father and daughter interact, a content smile spreading across her face. Bel grabbed at the horn that was nearest too her, her blueiish-fading-to-grey eyes wide as she felt the thing that was Daddy's-and-not-Mama's. Rhian crowed in triumph as she fixed another piece in place, the diagram she had in front of her actually looking like part of a crib.
"This isn't hard at all, when you look at it right!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 9:50 pm
Faolan tilted his head a bit to look at the Essentics while still letting Bel bat away at his hair and horns. "La, but I think w' should set them two t' buildin' e'ery damn build-it-yourself piece o' furniture w' e'er get from now on."
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 10:30 am
Rhian's antennae flicked upon hearing Faolan's comment, and looked up. "Ohhh, can we, can we? It's so much fun!" Ellandra tried not to smile at the flutterby's excited reaction. The brunette rocked her son gently, watching Bel and her father interact. The infant's curious exploration of her father's hair and horns was neverending, it seemed. The tiny girl, too little to know much of anything about her world, seemed to think that her Daddy's horns were the most fascinating thing ever.
"I think you're right, Faolan. . ."
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