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 Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 9:57 pm
"Well, I don't have a camp site or anyone esle to worry about besides myself so I can have beans." Nathan says. "And I'll have a pot pie."
"Enjoy being single while it lasts." Darian chuckles, receiving a glare from Margem. "Not that being in love's bad either."
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 10:10 pm
After glaring at Darian for a bit, she shakes her head before finishing off her food.
"Kitara, drinks? Lemonade or something like that?"
The elvish woman sighs as she stands up. She goes to her tent, picking up a stack of cups and the pink lemonade cooler.
"Yeh, I have some. Sorry about that," she says, pouring it for everyone.
She then sits down and makes plates for herself and Jay, then noticing that he hadn't come back yet.
"Where is he, anyways?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 10:30 pm
"Is that him?" Darian and Nathan both ask, pointing to a blue jay in a tree near them.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 10:41 pm
She glances at the bluejay before shaking her head, "Nope, wrong pattern. And he wouldn't sit in the tree if he was nearby, anyways. He's starting to prefer his elvish form again, since it was his original form, as Darian knows."
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 10:45 pm
"True enough." Darian says.
"Wrong pattern?" Nathan says, amased. "Man your eyes are good."
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 10:56 pm
"I have been around his bluejay form for about three hundred years, since he was cursed. I should probably know him after that much time with him," she says, sitting down by her daughter, "Also, I do have good eyesight as I am an elf like Darian is."
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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 10:27 am
"And I'm a half demon." Nathan says. "I couldn't even see the pattern."
"Neither could I." Darian replies "Although Kitara was closer to the tree."
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Posted: Wed Aug 23, 2006 10:54 am
((OOC: *waits for Hydra-Star/Lael*))
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 1:37 pm
((Thanks for waiting. I wasn't able to get on yesterday like I thought I'd be able to.))
"I couldn't either," Lael says. "Although being human that shouldn't be a suprise." She takes a plate and sits down, thanking Kitara as she was the one who made it. "It's delicious!" she says happily.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 8:26 pm
Kitara nods with a smile, noticing that Margem is done eating. Setting down her own plate, she takes the redhead's plate and cup (after asking) and offers to take anyone else's who is done with his/her food. Her daughter shakes her head, still focused on the hot dog that is in her hands and dripping ketchup onto her plate.
'At least it's onto a plate and not her clothes,' the elvish woman thinks to herself before she turns again to the subject of her "missing" husband.
Sitting on the dock a ways from the campsite, the teenager hears something behind him. He turns to find the blue-and-black haired elf behind him.
"Can I sit down by you?" Jay asks him.
Westley shrugs, not saying a word.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 5:11 pm
Nathan eats some of his pot pie before turning to Darian and asking, "Are all the women in your family such great cooks?"
"As far as I can tell they are." is the elfs replies.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 9:12 pm
The redhead leans against Darian, closing her eyes before smiling.
"Then either your mother or Kitara has to teach me some of the family recipes."
Kitara shakes her head, "Ask Aunt Anna. She's the cook-genius in our family."
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 9:23 pm
"So true." Darian says. "My mom taught Kitara everything she knows about cooking, and I'm sure there are still a few secrets."
"Well, if the men can weild a sword half as well as the women can cook I'll think twice before I cross you again." Nathan laughs. "Then again, maybe I won't." A mischievious grin crosses the half demons face.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 9:53 pm
Margem glares at the half-demon and says, "You may fight with him, but you best not kill him or injure him severely. I want him around for a while more, Nathan."
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 10:48 pm
"I was joking anyway." The half demon says, knowing that the Mystic was in no mood for more jokes. "I wouldn't want to actually fight him. I just like messing with him."
"Like I don't have enough problems" Darian says.
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