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 Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 2:24 pm
A very tired Caroline steps out of the wagon, holding a very wiggly Solas. "Ro! Rojiza! .... ROJIZA FIDELIA WHERE ARE YE!"
Ro winces and looks back to Annjette. I've got to go...thanks for helping me name them! She gently picks up Q and sets him in Annjette's lap, and collects her chicks and stands up. She runs back to her own wagon and takes Solas from Caroline.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 2:26 pm
Q contented himself with rolling himself, with great care, bout on Ro's head. Obviously he was making sure his scent thoroughly marked the squirrel-teen. To his mind the girl belonged to him and his mistress now no matter what anyone had to say about it. Then he was removed and placed on his mistress' lap with a small chitter.
Annjette giggled as her hands gingerly grasped the ermine to prevent him from following. "No problem! Have fun taking care of your brother!"
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 2:29 pm
A silent coming of age...
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 2:35 pm
Annjette wandered out of the wagon with a rustling of skirts while Q rode upon her shoulder still sniffing at her face and hair as if to make sure she is whom she truly claims to be. His mistress had changed seemingly overnight and it was just a little unnerving to the small ermine.
Voltaire was busily cleaning some dirt from the side of the wagon and otherwise doing maintenance, he was very uncertain now what to do with the now teenaged girl. Certainly, sooner or later, a few talks would need to be had.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 2:44 pm
Caroline and Rojiza are out walking with Solas. They're both holding onto one of his little hands so he doesn't totally break loose and run off. He's rather an energetic little boy.
Solas is having fun jumping up and trying to squirm out of Mother Person and Fuzzy Sister's protective grasps. Jump jump jump. Giggle. Screech! Giggle! Jump jump jump. Run? No run.
Rojiza sees....someone...someone familiar. Black curly hair, those eyes...looks like Annjette. But Annjette had been a child only a few days ago! Surely the Meij wouldn't cause her transformation without all the usual requisite hoopla. But then, Solas had come into his present form with no ado whatsoever.
She spots Q riding atop his guardian's shoulder--it is Annjette! Ro gives a wave with her free hand.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 2:53 pm
Annjette was about to wander off somewhere now that she had changed and fixed her outfit, having outgrown it and the cloak given to her by Auntie Lore. Then she saw the threesome wandering past. Upon seeing Ro wave at her Annjette waved back with a smile.
Voltaire looked up from his work only to see who was wandering about and happened to spy them as well and lifted up his own hand to wave, "Fair days!"
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 3:00 pm
"Och, aye, and t'ye as well! Well!" she whistles softly. "Look what a lovely lass ye've become," she says to Annjette. She lets go of Solas and folds her arms over her chest appreciatively. "The Meij 'as done well by ye, certainly. Certainly."
Solas, sensing imminent freedom, tries to make a break for it, but he's thwarted by Fuzzy Sister, who picks him up and holds him on her hip. He screeches in her ear and rocks back and forth, trying to wiggle down, but she holds him fast. "Down down down!" he whines at her. This usually seems to work, as Mother Person always seems happy to fulfill his wishes.
Rojiza is kept busy by her brother for a while, and so doesn't have the hands to write on a pad for Annjette. She beams at her friend, thrilled to bits that she'd grown.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 3:10 pm
Voltaire takes a few moments to finish the task at hand before putting down his tools and coming over to talk to them, joined at his side by Annjette who was, in return, beaming at Ro and blushing at Caroline's compliments.
"Thank you, Caroline." Annjette replied.
"It was a bit of a surprise to have her suddenly grow," Voltaire said in addition playing the part of the now frazzled father. Well not so much playing as living it.
Annjette giggled a bit and moved closer to Rojiza and her brother, "He certainly is a noisy little boy." She says to her friend.
Q, meanwhile, clampered down from his mistress to go exploring for the moment.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 3:16 pm
"Dinna mention it, lass." Caroline turns her attention to Voltaire as Annjette's turns to Rojiza. "Well! How are ye holdin' up?" she asks. "Tea?"
Rojiza nods emphatically and holds Solas out to Annjette in a 'want him?' sort of gesture.
Solas surveys New Person with a little bit of doubt. "PRETTY!" he says joyously, and makes grabby hands at her. Or, more specifically, the shiny red gems dangling from ear ears. "Up up up!" he pleads with Black Pretties. He puts on his best cute face for her, which works most often on Fuzzy Sister.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 3:24 pm
"Tea would be wonderful." Voltaire said with a small sigh. "I am doing well. I just ... I feel a little out of sorts I suppose. I am happy she has grown but on the other hand..." He shrugged "Now it seems I have a new flock of worries."
Annjette laughed lightly and reached out to relieve her friend of the 'burden' of little brother for the moment. She held small vibrant boy in her arms. "Alright, just don't pull too hard on anything." It was a command she didn't expect to be minded or followed by the small boy but still it flew from her lips almost unthinkingly.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 3:33 pm
"Aye, I understand. I've been...blessed with this wee lad, and I've nye forgotten how to care for a babe." She leads him back to her wagon and gets a teapot and two cups from within. She fills the teapot and hangs it over the fire to boil. "What are ye worried about? The lass can care for herself now, more or less."
Solas reverently plays with Annjette's earbob. Black Pretties is very patient. He giggles delightedly. He's very gentle--he'd already been on the wrong end of pulling an earring. Mother Person had screeched so! And then she'd punished him, and that wasn't fun at all.
Rojiza giggles at the pair, and pulls out her pad. He's very careful with earrings since he pulled on one of Mama's, and she yelled and punished him. But he seems to respect pretty things in general. She offers it to Annjette and kisses Solas' cheek. He really is a good kid.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 3:43 pm
He followed crossing his arms over his chest, "Don't know really, just now there is the question of boys and her getting taken advantage of.." Voltaire shifted his shoulders a bit, "And well other womanly concerns, I know next to nothing of those things and I feel odd pushing her off on the other women of the caravan to learn such matters.."
The teen moved to where she could comfortably read the note and she let out a small laugh, "Indeed? Your poor mother, at least he seemed to have learned from the ordeal. Always a good thing." She gave a small nod so as not to disrupt his play with the earrings. "He is a very handsome little man, I am sure sooner or later the ladies will fall all over him when he gets of age."
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 3:56 pm
Caroline smiles. "I'm sure ye willnae let any boy of age anywhere near the poor girl," she teases.
Rojiza laughs and ruffles her brother's hair. What a thought!
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 4:08 pm
"I thought of locking her in the wagon when we visit towns." He scrunched his nose and laughed to show that he had been joking ... Though the idea didn't sound half bad now that he had said it.
Annjette grinned a bit, "Perhaps we can teach your brother a game? It makes no sense to have you guys leave again so soon."
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 4:15 pm
Caroline laughs and pours their tea. "Nay, ye canna do that." She sips hers and then blows gently on the surface of the liquid to cool it. "'Twould teach her naught about the world."
Rojiza nods. A game would be good, and would occupy the little boy's brain for a bit. But what game? Any ideas? she inquires on paper.
Solas had cuddled himself into Black Pretties' shoulder contentedly. She feels different than Fuzzy Sister, but just as pleasant. He sticks a thumb in his mouth and watches their conversation.
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