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 Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 8:33 am
LP chuckled, "I'll go get it." She said with a nod as she walked off to fetch the boa, it maynot be carl's feathers but atleast it'd be something feathery. When she got to the cave she started rummageing around until the sound what she was looking for. There were several of them, each just big enough for carl or willow to wear. They'd come from barbie dolls. She picked up all the different colors and took them out to carl for him to see.
Willow grinned but before too long there was some longs and things in their way. "Oh dear... we'll have to go around." She said looking to Gerry. She wasn't in the mood to climb over things atleast not and risk the kid getting lost.
"Oh.... okay" Gerry didn't seem bothered by this turn of events she liked the little ceature and getting to spend more time with it was a good thing. So following Willow she wound her way though bursh and other foilages. She was humming and skipping by the time they'd gotten back to a clear path. "Willow, how come you can see me?"
The girl looked at the tiger curious to know the answer for it seemed that no one could and no one else paid he attention.
"I have a gift." Willow said softly, "I can talk to those whom by normal people and animals can't be seen or heard." Her tail flickered as she looked around they were almost out of the woods, good thing too. It was getting dark and the faster the girl moved on the faster Willow could get back home.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 10:48 am
The bird was nearly wiggling in anticipation. Feathered snake, feathered snake, feathered snake, feathered - what the hell? As LP approached with the boas, his excitement fell. Those weren't boas! They didn't even have any scales or eyes! The bird looked them over critically and then up at her again, giving a look of query as to what was going on.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 11:14 am
LP chuckled and took a blue one and wrapped it around the bird's neck and head so that his eyes and beak peeked out and chuckled. "See Feather boas." She nodded "They're not like you're feathers but they might help keep you a bit warmer."
The girl giggled as they reached the feild outside the woods. "OHhhh thank you!" She said clapping her head, "Now I can find my way home." hugging Willow the girl walked off down the path and dissapered.
Willow had she not been use to the dead by now would've shivered but she just smiled and nodded to the girl. "I'm gald I could help." She said softly waving bye as she dissapered.
Looking around Willow blinked, "Ohhhh I'll have to hurry if I want to make it back home before nightfall. I have too much to do to dilly dallyaround." She muttered and started running back, she didn't like to run but today was an exceptional day to be doing it. As she closed in on LP's Cave and her temple she bagan to walk again after pausing to rest for a moment, she did keep in shape but running was among her least favorite activities.
Now she could stroll back and work on the garden or something.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 11:20 am
"But they're not snakes...They're just strings with lots of feathers tied on." He picked up the blue thing and very loosely dropped it back in place, unused to such gausy colors that looked better suited for a peacock or songbird. If he hadn't before, he looked rediculous, a bald bird - in a hoodie - with a monks robe - welding mask - and a feather boa wrapped around that for good measure.
He didn't get the jist of just how he looked, but waited until Willow was within hearing range to call out. "Hey! Wilow! How do I look?"
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 11:30 am
LP shurged. "That's what Feather boas are...." She said softly looking at Willow. She tilted her head waiting for the answer.
Willow tilted her head and shook it, "I'm pleading the 5th on this one." She said and walked off. Blue was his color but what was with the feathers. She shurged and went on to work about the garden redoing some of the lines that had previously been messed up durning last nights rain.
"Carl when are you going to get the rest of these limbs out of my way!?" She called.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 11:32 am
"You said I had to finish the windows first, didn't you?" Not that he'd finished much but three windows since she'd gone and LP and boa'ed him. He took it off carefully and handing it back, smiling a little at LP. "Sorry about that, but when you said boa - I thought you were going to show me a big feathered snake. I'd better get back to work though..."
The mask and gloves were taken off and the hood pulled down again, fully concealing him in it as he slid off the stool and scurried off to help with the limbs.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 11:45 am
"The only things you had to do in order were the paint and varnish." She crossed her arms looking at carl tail flickering irrated like.
LP shurged and headed off after she got the boa back.
Willow busied herself with the raking while looking at the stuipd leaves that collected in her garden and in the rake as she moved along. "Dang flab it. These leaves are huge." She pondered what could be done with them and then shurged oh well they'd just have to be tossed out. She sighed as she continued to rake trying to keep from getting too many leaves so that her rake would still work.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 11:53 am
Well it wasn't as though he'd known. But Carl didn't fuss about it, and instead started picking up two or three branches at a time and throwing them over, stretching his newly forming muscles as he sent the wood flying to its final resting place. This was easily enough finished with the rate he'd set, and rather than going back to window work he watched her rake and the dilemna she was facing with the prongs.
Well, she wouldn't get very far with that happening every few strokes. He pondered over a solution as she continued on, further demonstratng the issue for him to analyze.
And then inspiration struck. He grinned and looked at Willow, an idea having formed. "A net. why don't you use a net rake?"
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 12:32 pm
"Or you could pick up the leaves while I rake." She said looking at him crossly." She was kicking the leaves off to the side and started rakeing again fighting to keep the leaves from it. She humed as she scratched and scraped the sand into they're piles again. Neatly round bits. IT took forever to do speically with the leaves in her way. She muttered working.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 12:37 pm
"Oooooor that works." Carl stepped into the garden and began picking up leaves, piling them al lhigh ontop of one another in his arms before carefully manuvering them over to the other side of the fence. The last thing he wanted to do was drop a big pile of leaves right infront of Willow's rake, so he made it a point to be slow and elegant as he continued to gather and dispose of the plant menace.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 1:13 pm
Willow watched him as she raked humming as she did. Watching the leaves slowly starting to dissaper from the garden. She pondered for a moment pausing as she did. "You missed one." She said pointing at the leaf.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 1:15 pm
"Right, and you missed a spot over that-a-way." Not that she had, but he couldn't help the comment comming. He did spot the leaf however and moved over to snatch it up, throwing it over the fence and plopping down nearby, watching her rake.
"Willow, why is the garden like that? I've never seen one with just sand and rocks arranged in it."
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 1:21 pm
Willow went back to raking. "It's like this because they have them in Japan." She said softly as she was walked about looking at the paths she just raked and redid them several times over. She then moved on to the next patch and over and over again until it was prefect.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 1:23 pm
Processing. . .
Analyzing. . .
Translation: I don't know.
Carl inclined his head and shrugged, pushing himself up and heading back to the welding area. "Right than - if I run out of sand, I know where to find more now." If he had a death wish anyways. He still didn't get the purpose of a bunch of rocks and sand, but knew better than to tamper with a woman's work - notmatter what it may be.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 1:30 pm
Willow rolled her eyes, "They're called Zen gardens, they are for peace, balance and tranquilty." Her tail flickered, "I can come here and meditate when I need it. Since you and sid ruined my santurary." She said glaring at him.
Willow tossed the rake to carl. "Here finish it, Just go over it until you have a nice deep crease."
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