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 Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 6:09 pm
Private RP between the Grady family (Jynk and Redbud-Tree)
Location: Farstep - Grady home
Time: Midday
Weather: Clear, with a bit of a brisk wind.
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 6:29 pm
"Faolan, are you going to come inside any time soon?" Ellandra called out as she stepped through the door to where Faolan was out in the yard with the puppies - or rather, puppy, as Contessa made a dash for the entrance, wanting nothing more than to get away from the currently rather messy yard. The cocker spaniel puppy wagged her stub of a tail at Ellandra and sat on her haunches to watch Faolan and Bert play with each other. It had rained the night before, and Contessa did not like wet paws or squishy mud underneath them. She turned begging eyes up to her mistress, who reached down and patted her on the head and continued to watch from the doorway, to see what Faolan was up to.
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 8:10 pm
Faolan was literally rolling around in the mud with Bert, being a typical guy playing with his dog. "Who's th' good boy?" He laughed when Bert hopped up on him and pretended to be bowled over by the puppy, flopping back in the mud.
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 8:35 pm
"Faolan, your hair isn't even red anymore," Ellandra said, taking a step back towards the house, Contessa whining softly at her feet. "I think both you and Bert need a bath. . ."
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 8:39 pm
Faolan wriggled around till he was lying on his belly, looking up at his wife, Bert on his back, flopped over his shoulder. "Aw, come on, love. It's great fun. Your prissy dog didnae want t' play, though."
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 9:27 pm
Ellandra stuck her tongue out at him. "You and Bert can play in the mud all you like. Contessa and I would rather stay clean," she said, bending down and picking up said puppy, who nestled in her arms comfortably and let her dignity slip enough for her tongue to loll out in a content puppy grin. Rhian peeked out from behind Ellandra, looking at Faolan, Bert, and the mud.
"Can I play, Faolan?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 9:44 pm
"O' course you can, wean," Faolan laughed. Before Rhian could make a move to come forward, Zia shot past her and tackled Faolan. Bert scrambled out of the way, then bounded around the two as Fao and Zia wrestled about in the mud.
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 10:26 am
Rhian squeaked and ducked behind Ellandra as Zazan barreled by, and peeked over her Mama's shoulder at the goings-on in the yard. "Um... on second thought, I'll just stay here with Mama and watch." To this response, Ellandra smiled at Rhian and pulled her flutterby into a hug - which she somehow managed while still holding onto Contessa - and said, "That's my flutterby - whyever Faolan and Ziazan think mud is the best play substance I'll never understand, and I'm sure I don't want to."
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 9:08 pm
Faolan sat up, pulling Zia into a hug, and looked up at his wife and Rhian. "I guess it's sort of a guy thing." He let go of Zia, grinning at Elle, and stood up. He was simply covered in mud, his hair sticking up all over. Walking towards his wife, he held his hands up, gesturing for her to come to him. "Come on, love. Come play."
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:14 am
Ellandra squeaked and backed away, further into the doorway, and tugged Rhian with her. "Oh, no. You're not getting me to play in mud!" Her grey eyes were wide as she tried to avoid her mud-coated husband - who to her, at this moment, looked like some sort of mud-monster rather than his usual handsome self.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:25 am
"Hey, now, mud's good fae th' skin. Nymph like yourself should appreciate a little dirt," Faolan chuckled, stopping at the bottom of the steps for their back porch. "You want me t' clean up, though, I'll do it."
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:33 am
Ellandra squeaked again. "I just said that I'm not going to play in the mud - gardening's fine, but I don't fancy becoming a walking mudball." Sticking her tongue out at Faolan, she gestured to her long curls. "I'd never get the mess out of my hair and you know it!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:36 am
"Would tha' be such a bad thing?" Faolan asked, his usual charming grin gracing his lips. He looked over at Rhian. "An' how 'bout you, lassie?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 9:40 am
"Faolan's a mud-monster!" Was Rhian's eloquent response and she ducked inside the house and skipped back to her room, kidnapping Contessa from Ellandra on the way. "Let's go play, puppy!"
Left without defense, having been deserted by her Essentic-daughter and her puppy, Ellandra blinked at Faolan and took another step backwards. "Yes, yes it would b-be a bad thing. . . . my hair ould never recover!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 10:09 am
Fao put a foot on the lower step, grinning more at his wife. "Some outsiders pay quite a lot fae mud baths an' mud treatments fae their hair, you know." He stepped up.
Zia didn't need Rhian's ability to sense that Faolan was in one of his moods and picked Bert up to shuffle off and find a place to bathe the puppy and itself.
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