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 Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 2:00 pm
Harper shook his head at the girl when she went in the garage. Figures she'd be the type of girl not to be afraid; even Sunny and Eliot refused to go in the garage without a 'buddy' and a flashlight. The thought made him snicker.
When she came out he snorted indignantly, "You know, spider queens get eated when they lay eggs. By their own babies." He gave her a pointed look and then looked back at the tree.
He turned back and looked at her, giving a sigh. "Well some pants or something anyway.. Trust me, this is for the both of us if I have to watch you climb up." The latter part was mumbled as he walked back toward the house. "Coming or staying?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 11:08 am
"But the babies will eat parts of me and I WILL LIVE ON through them, HA! More of me too," Irelia clambered over the wood to hand another hammer to Harper. She tore her dress on the way and sighed heavily.
"Darn it! Dad will be so mad when i come home with another mangled dress... Do you have any shorts or something? I HATE pants."
Irelia's tendencies led her to climb trees, mountains, abandoned buildings... anything that looked old or interesting might have a secret inside, and Irelia was bound to find it. Irelia still had not seen a ghost, but she knew that it was only a matter of time.
Irelia was hard on her clothing, and Asher was fed up with buying her a pretty new dress and Irelia coming back 15 minutes later, covered with dust, the dress in tatters, and Irelia beaming about some odd secret or another.
"ummm... maybe a shirt too? I dunno if your parents will be mad if i mangle your clothing...."
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 11:48 am
"No I do not have shorts, what do I look like, a fifty year old golfer? Guys do not wear shorts unless they are surfing or dieing of heat and in either instance it's not worth it!" Harper snapped, haughtily offended over the subject of... shorts! But quickly letting it go, as this was one of those grander things in life Harper'd come to realize most people don't care so much over. Shorts. For serious.
He disappeared into his house, reappearing a minute later with some black and yellow poka dotted pajama bottoms and a black tshirt with a cut out image of a fairy with her head cut off. Of course it wasn't all that graphic - but the thought was there regardless.
"It reminded me of you." He said, moving to hand her the clothes.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 1:21 pm
Irelia scrunched her nose in distaste at the sight of the shirt.
"Thanks?" She said, wondering what exactly the point was to have a fairy with its head cut off. Irelia was just happy he didn't bring one out with a dead sheep on it, Irelia would have gotten the point a little clearer.
"Um..." Irelia looked around, accepting the clothes from Harper.
"You're not expecting me to strip in your backyard, are you?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 1:25 pm
Harper stared at her blankly.
"Hell no. Bathroom is to the left outside the kitchen. Hurry up, okay?" He shook his head and sprinted to the tree, picking up two of the wooden boards and carting them up the tree a few feet with his own talent for climbing. It was a seemingly very common thing among the cpk kids - cats could climb, sheep could climb, birds could climb, it was a never ending cycle!
Once on top he found a reasonable spot and slammed the wood somewhere sturdy, waiting there for some nails and hammer and for the girl. He dangled his feet, the small feathered things he'd come to call 'wings' gave a twitch while the boy relaxed a little more.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 3:33 pm
Irelia raced inside to change, ignoring the looks of the adults as she came rushing out wearing Harper's clothing. The pants were far too long on her (Irelia was a diminutive 3 and a half feet tall) but she folded up the bottoms, needing no shoes for her hoofs were good enough.
She ran over to Harper, and grinned at him.
"How is it up there?"
Seeing that he had a board up there, Irelia tried to pass him a hammer but she was too short. She hung the hammer from her pants and stuck a couple of nails in her mouth, and clambered up the tree as best she could.
Getting only halfway to Harper, she handed him the hammer and nails.
"I'll build a ladder on the trunk, but we can take it down after for a rope ladder... Though I have no clue how to make one..."
Irelia scrambled down and started hitting nails and pieces of wood in to the tree to make a haphazard ladder.
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