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 Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 8:32 pm
((*Snickers* Ice isn't good at quests=P You know the rules, let's see if I can get it right this time.))
Silva headed down the tunnel, his staff over his shoulder, his shoulders squared. He was going to get this done this time. No matter what it took. "Yo! Yanvir! I need your.. help." The last word was tinged with a touch of irritation.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 7:12 am
There was a low groan as something disengaged itself from a stuffed cat. One of Yanvir's clawed hands rose up, little wings a-flapping. The claw bore down on the hapless kitty, gripping the fur tightly enough to piece the cloth skin, and Yanvir pulled himself up. He looked more disheveled than usual, which was a feat.
In a squeaky, annoyed voice, he drawled, "Whaaaaaat?" and blinked several times to clear his eyes.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 7:15 am
"I was told you could teleport me to Kalin." Silva said, walking over to him. He crouched down slightly, playing with his toothpick as he looked over the small feien. "I figure I might as well ask if you're as strong as they tell me you are." There was a deliberate hint of doubt in his voice.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 7:18 am
"Oh," said Yanvir, still blinking groggily. "Yeah, I do that." He was so tired he forgot to substitute his own name for the personal pronoun. Then he released the cat and slid back down out of sight.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 7:21 am
Silva blinked, wondering if he should haul the shorter male up. "Can you do it now?" He asked, leaning forward to look for him.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 7:29 am
The mumbled response sounded a lot like "bubblegum." Yanvir was curled up against the side of the kitty, chest rising and falling evenly, one arm protectively covering a Polaroid photo of a large unidentified girl in a party hat. His other arm twitched irregularly.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 7:32 am
Silva twitched, then hopped over the cat, landing beside the sleeping feien. "Hey, Yanvir. Wake up, would ya? I need you to help me get to Kalin." He nudged the other feien with his foot, trying not to lose his temper.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 7:55 am
Yanvir's eyes scrunched up tightly. He was not asleep, but he was attempting to appear that way. Grumbling more, he closed his claw against the Polaroid and left a set of small scratches over the girl's cheek.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 7:57 am
Silva cursed, then paused, a wicked smirk playing on his lips. "Wake up, old man, or I'll put the wheels back on the car. Then you'll NEVER get any rest." He said, levitating slightly as if to go do as he threatened. "You'll have to watch it all the time. Make sure it's still parked."
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 8:05 am
"FINE," snapped Yanvir, darting up into the air. "Fine! You is paying me additional fee." He hovered with his hands on his hips, looking at Silva expectantly.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 8:09 am
"Never expected differently." Silva replied, shrugging. "What is it you want this time?" Mentally he was planning on taking it out of Aleric's hide. Why? Because Aleric would be much more fun than Ice.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 8:11 am
"Hmmmmm," said Yanvir, rubbing at his chin thoughtfully. His tails were going positively mad. "Yanvir wants... Eye Scream. With stroodleberries!" He grinned broadly at the thought and snapped his fingers -- no small feat given that he had claws.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 8:15 am
"Stroodleberries?" Silva repeated. "What the hell are stroodleberries? Strawberries, maybe?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 8:19 am
"Yeah, whatever," said Yanvir. "You just get them for great and mighty Yanvir, mmkaaay?" He smiled in a sickly oversweet manner.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 8:24 am
Silva twitched, feeling slightly dirty at that tone. "Yeah, yeah." He muttered, taking to the air and heading down the tunnel. He headed home, dropping in through the window and grabbing the water bottle top with the strap. Then he headed for the kitchen, tugging the freezer open and popping the top off of the ice cream. He used the lid as a scooper, his actions showing he had done this at least once before.
He was slightly freezing and had ice cream on his hands by the time he was done, but he shrugged it off, closing the door and heading for the sink to wash off, the bucket hanging over his shoulder.
Then he took off, ignoring the others and heading back for the shop, ice cream at the ready. At least it wasn't his cherry chocolate chip.
"Yo! Yanvir! Got your ice cream!" He called, hauling it over his shoulder. Ice would yell at him for leaving the lid off again... oh well.
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