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 Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 5:37 pm
Takara merely watched. She had become nervous when he noticed the missing knife, but relaxed when he shrugged it off. She had no qualms about stealing, unless she got caught.
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 5:43 pm
Prospekt drained water and got the rice into nice blocks with his knife, then layered the fish on top elegantly. He divided up the food made into two plates, then handed one to Takara. "Here you go." he said cheerfully.
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 5:50 pm
Takara looked down at the food. She quickly ate everything that was on her plate and put it by the sink.
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 5:53 pm
Prospekt ate his food as well, albeit slower. Upon finishing, he placed his wooden plate in a pail of water. He did the same with Takara's plate. He sighed. "Well... Cow's need milking...." He said wishing he could take a break from work.
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 5:57 pm
Takara nodded and walked out towards the fields again.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 12:28 pm
Prospekt held up a hand to stop Takara, as it was something he could easily do himself, but didn't turn in time to. He followed her out of the house and walked to the livestock barn.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 12:54 pm
Takara glanced back to make sure she was going the right way and then looked ahead.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 12:58 pm
Prospekt jogged up next to Takara. "Where are you from Takara?" He asked trying to gather more about the girl.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 1:00 pm
"Nowhere," Takara replied.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 1:04 pm
"No where?" Prospekt repeated, with a quizzical look. "How can you be from nowhere?" he asked slowing to a walk now that he was next to her.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 1:07 pm
"I come from nowhere," Takara said. "I belong nowhere."
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 1:13 pm
"How cryptic..." Prospekt said to Takara. He looked forwards, dropping the thought, believing he would get nowhere. He saw that his horse was at the fence awaiting him. He ran forward and nimbly jumped the fence to the barnyard. He patted the horse's head and called for the cows.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 1:15 pm
Takara had no trouble keeping up with him. She stepped away from the horse, however. She didn't trust them.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 1:19 pm
[[strange fear...]]
As the cattle approached him, prospekt retreived a bucket from the barn. He patted the two females as they approached, then positioned the bucket under one.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 1:20 pm
((she's afraid of any animal bigger than her))
Takara backed up and then sat on the fence. She was ready incase one of the animals came after her.
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