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 Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 3:10 pm
" Hehe, i can " She said with a nod, hopping to her feet with a snap of her wing. : Though nut-cakes arent made of just nuts silly! the are made of wheat late berrys with almond dust on the top, then glazed in honey ' she said with a grin. " I havnt made apple pie in a long time, but i can try though " she said, wondering if she had enough apples at home.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 3:24 pm
Mili blinked and pondered, "Why is it called a nutcake if it has no nuts then?" He grinned and shook his head, "Never mind that, lets go get some apples so we have enough to make a few pies?" He started down the path and stoped, "Erm you lead I'm still lost in this place..."
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 7:53 am
The wind slowly picked up around her as she walked through the park, her bare feet seemingly uneffected by the cool bite of the sidewalk beneith. It was just a bit past midday as she was forced out of the house by a very annoyed Rune, a reason she had no idea with as he just told her to go walk off her depression for a few hours. Who was she to argue, he usually was the one who knew her the most, so here she was, walking silently as her eyes gazed at nothing.
Final knew it was stupid, walking in an unknown park with her regular clothing of a swim suit on and her tail swinging, but she figured the horns would keep enough away so that she could find that peace she was searching so hard for. Yes, she had a tail, one that was very peculier indeed and that could tell a lot about who she was. The appendage started off as a deep black color, one that was long and thin and would easily snap around like a whip if she so choosed it to. As it grew out, it slowly became incased in what seemed to be ice, the point sharp as the ice fell down in jagged icicles. Though it was indeed covered with this freezing solid, it still moved as if there was no boundries upon it, just like any other tail.
Her suit was a deep rich blue color, one that crossed on the top and was just slightly skimpy on the bottom. Though it covered not much of her lightly tan skin, she need not worry about the cold, it was the heat that was her problem. Even not with that slightly chilly breeze, she still felt the heat lace its breath, and it caused her to squirm every single time. Her hair, which was a deep blue with many lighter highlights like ice, was down cascading to her back, two strips falling in front of her shoulders from her bangs. Pertruding from that hair was two thick, deep black horns, the reflection not even catching light as she moved under the sun.
Her steps leading and her mind following, she continued on in silence, avoiding all areas she assumed humans would appear in the strange park she had stumbled on an hour before. She was Final, the rumored crucible, though she mearly was a demoness seeking for acceptance and love. Though she had it with Rune, it still had not seemed apparnt in her mind, and so that caused her depression, and brought on her walk.
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