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 Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 1:07 am
It is virtually impossible for Nusumu to imagine Melody- as Yousei put it, little itty bitty Melody- as an adult, never mind having children of her own. She does remember Boyue, of course, but assumed it was just innocent fluffle luff.
Babies, however, do not come from fluffle luff... do they?
Nusumu is very confused. Not to mention a bit melancholy at the thought of little Melody starting a family when her aunties are children, more or less. The world is clearly pulling a fast one on everyone. In more ways than one.
Can she has hug now plz?
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 1:17 am
OH GRACIOUS Nusumu does not want to know about what babies come from. It's horrific. Boyan told Yousei about it, and she's pretty sure it scarred her for life.
She gives Boyan's hair a little teasing tug, but releases him so that Nusumu may also partake of the hugs. Yousei looks a little solemn upon sensing Nusumu's feelings of melancholy, but she carefully controls her thoughts on the matter and, in another moment, wipes the sad look from her face.
Yousei's not entirely sure she remembers Boyue. What was he like? Maybe she only met him once or twice? When did they get married? How long have they known about the baby? When is it due? surprised Her questions go on and on amidst a wash of curious projections.
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 1:29 am
Maximum input reached. Brain shutting down now.
All Boyan could do was drool happily on Nusumu's shoulder. Boyan didn't know! Or he did, but couldn't remember right now.
"Cookie now?" He wanted a dirt-cookie!
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 1:38 am
While Nusumu has a general idea of where babies come from, she has no desire to hear the details and quite contentedly pushes THAT subject aside.
Nusumu echoes most of Yousei's questions, though it is somewhat halfhearted. Not that she is anything but pleased for Melody and Boyue, but there is no way around the fact that it feels WEIRD.
The drool is uncomfortable in an entirely different way, but Nusumu does not object to it. She does object to him eating dirt cookies, however. There must be some still in the basket, possibly enough for a snack for the three of them. He'll like these better, she promises.
... assuming Boyan listens to her sound advice, which happens once in a never. :XP:
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 1:54 am
Ehehehe, Yousei thinks she may have just broken poor Boyan. She smiles sheepishly, but it seems like Nusumu's wayward thoughts might be putting Yousei into a bit of a funk. Glancing at her friend, though, she realizes something she hadn't quite put her finger on before: Nusumu does look a little older than the last time Yousei saw her. It has been a while, but not that long of one.
With that Yousei silently comes to a decision about something with which she'd been struggling. Next time she sees Setsushi...
She firmly puts those thoughts aside and turns back to the two of them. Oh, maybe they should give Boyan a dirt-cookie after all. Perhaps it will staunch the flow. Yousei points to Nusumu's damp shoulder with a smirk.
((It is time for bed! Good night~))
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 2:04 am
Dirt cookies are very absorbent!
Boyan seemed to be projecting this with slightly more intensity, as if attempting to simply squash out all the negativity with his particular brand of.... boyan.
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 2:18 am
Er. Nusumu might look a tiny bit older, she admits, but her projections on that matter are hesitant and heavily colored with do not want to talk about now plz. That is not why she came today. She came to have cookies with friends, and that is exactly what they will do.
... does Boyan really want a dirt cookie? If he insists, Nusumu won't stop him. She is somewhat curious about how it would taste, though she has no desire to find out for herself. It might not hurt to have a tester.
While not exactly chipper, Nusumu is successfully distracted, at least for the moment. She carefully turns the basket over and finds that there are indeed cookies still inside; six to be precise. Like the spilled ones, they are thin and flat and brown. She takes one for herself, and offers the basket to Yousei. It seems Boyan insists on having a dirt cookie, but would Yousei like a clean one?
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 11:31 am
Yousei projects privately to Nusumu to ask if she's sure she doesn't want to talk about it. Yousei didn't realize before how much the subject seemed to weigh down on her friend, and she would very much like to help relieve a little of that burden, if she can.
Then, opening up her thoughts again, Yousei declares that she would indeed like a cookie (non-dirt, thank you). She looks at Boyan with a face that he would describe as "nyah nyah," but it briefly morphs into one of considerable gratitude. She plucks a cookie from the proffered basket and takes a bite. surprised Crunchy cookies! Yousei prefers the crunchy ones to the chewy ones~
After finishing off the cookie, she turns back to Boyan and looks at him curiously.
... Oi.
The first time she met Setsushi, he told her that Boyan was some sort of Oracle something -- something that sounded awfully important. Is Boyan really? It's odd to imagine him with such a proper-sounding title.
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 6:16 pm
Ah, the sparklies. The lovely sparklies. They told him things.
--Not things Boyan really understood, really, so he really couldn't say! :B
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 12:08 am
Nusumu privately thanks Yousei for her concern. Maybe another time she will take Yousei up on that kind offer, but not now. Now is a time for cookies and simple matters- or so she hopes.
She does hope the cookies are okay. She may have left them in the oven a teeny bit too long, but the taste is mostly okay. The texture could be improved a bit, but they are not bad, at least. Though she cannot say for sure how dirt would change the flavor...
Boyan is an Oracle? o.O; Nusumu was just getting used to him being a grandfather (which she thought was Tsukiba's job). How many titles does he have now?
Then again, it seems that no number of titles could ever really change Boyan. :B indeed.
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