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 Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 5:58 pm
She smiled, watching him hold it. "They're little stars...Or, I think they are. Who knows? They might grant a wish." The girl offered, balancing back on her heels.
"Plus, they're very cute, and good company on a rainy day." She herself had had hers only a few days, but had already enjoyed the company beyond that anything else that tiny could give her.
The other jumped up and down in Piaotte's hand, almost inviting the other to join it in a jumping palooza! There was nothing like one, he assured anyone listening.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 6:12 pm
"A wish?" Basil queried with a curious blink before scoffing. "I doubt it. There's no such thing." And nothing had ever granted his wishes before, so why start now? Anger suddenly welled within him and he wanted to dash the little star to the ground. He didn't though, keep his hold light and face passive. It would do no good to get angry about such thing so he wiped it from his mind.
"And I suppose...they are rather cute." The teen offered after clearing his throat. He opened up his palm, revealing an excited little star.
He began jumping to and it was fun. The star squeaked and bounced a bit before getting a little to excited and jumping over to the palm his friend was on.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 6:24 pm
Piaotte frowned at his doubt of wishes. But, seeing as he couldn't see it, she just looked down quietly. No such thing.....
The star stopped bouncing, tilting to look up at Piaotte. Was something wrong? She wasn't happy. In fact, why wasn't she smiling?
"Yeah...They are." She finally said after a moment of silence. She tried to smile, but somehow her heart had dropped. But....if they did exist....These two would grant them, right? Well...Always worth a try.
"I...I bet you would be surprised if this little one did grant you a wish...What would you do?" She murmured, curious, but still discouraged.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 6:36 pm
Basil winced when the lump of rock was suddenly bouncing somewhat angrily on the top of his head now. Yes, he knew what he'd done and he sighed.
"I'm sorry." He started sincerely, hearing the drop in the girl's voice and knowing she was frowning. "I didn't mean to be a downer like that. I bet if you wish hard enough and really believe it, it'll come true." He soothed with a tentative smile. "I would become very happy if my wish was ever granted."
His own little star had stopped the head bashing and sat atop Basil's head pulsing soothingly, satisfied with the apology.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 6:44 pm
"Heh......" She slightly laughed, still a little depressed. "Even think that someone as horrible as me can be a musician? I'm the worst there is. Everything I touch...well...breaks." Piaotte blushed out of embaressment, smiling slightly. It was a little bit funny how every single one ended up.
"And what would you wish for...?" She looked up, curious as to what her new companion would want. Watching the star relax in his hair.
With some sort of inspiration, her own star jumped up, landing gently next to the other in Basil's hair, chiming quietly, but still happily.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 6:51 pm
Basil snorted, but not meanly, and chuckled a little. "Everyone has to start somewhere. And I know you'll make a great musician someday, even if your instruments do break." He grinned now. "I broke a baby grand piano once. Right off a balcony too." He added in a conspiratorial voice.
He jumped like the little stars when the second one landed on his head, heart thrumming in his chest. "I think I'll will not to be a nest for little stars." He replied. Basil wasn't sure if he wanted to tell this new person what hew truly wished for in the entire world. If fact, he wasn't even sure himself.
The tiny star squeaked happily, glad to have a friend join him, bumping against the other happily.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 7:00 pm
"A baby grand!?!" Piaotte paled. "Remind me never to touch one!" She laughed, making fun of her own misfortune. She had cheered up with this comment, and seemed to be enjoying the conversation more. "But hopefully someday I'll be good enough! Then I can....." She trailed off, looking wistful. Whatever her wish was, it was for another intention than just being able to play.
After a moment, she snapped back. "Oh sorry...Just got to thinking..." She blushed sheepishly. But at watching the stars happily snuggle in, she smiled. "Aww....They're so cute like that."
The star glowed brightly, cuddling into the silver locks and his friend, seeming to be the happiest star ever.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 7:35 pm
With a chuckle, Basil just nodded at the girl's startled words. "We should play a duet some time." He offered. "The violin sounds very good with the piano." He fell silent when the girl did, wondering what the problem was.
Basil blinked when the quiet was explained and only smiled, but suddenly frowned and huffed. "My head is still a nest." He grumped. Feeling the lightness of the stars atop his head still.
He cheeped excitedly, as happy as his new friend. He couldn't wait until Basil made a wish on him!
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 1:24 pm
"Oh, I don't know....." She trailed off, blushing. "I'm still not very good...." She really didn't want to make his ears die. Well, if he wanted his ears dead, she could easily grant that! The only sounds that she could render from the strings were shrieks of horror! The horror of it all!
"They make a lovely crown, though." Piaotte laughed quietly, holding out her hand for the two to jump into. "C'mere..."
Oh yes~. He was very excited to see if Piaotte would wish upon him too! He knows EXACTLY what she needs to do, but she hasn't yet. Perhaps they need to persuade them?
Seeing the hand, he jumped over, hoping his friend would join him.
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 12:47 pm
Basil snorted gracelessly, making Molly jump from the noise. "A lovely, annoying, headache creating crown." He agreed wryly, feeling one of the stupid things jump from his head. The other one, his he presumed, seemed to be thinking things over.
"You know, I don't think I introduced myself. My name is Basil." He said politely. "What's your name?"
As Basil said his name, the little star bounced on his head once more before joining his new friend on the girl's hand. How would they persuade their people to wish on them? He wanted to know as he blinked softly.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 5:31 pm
She laughed again, watching as the other leaped over, and she offered her own head to the stars for dancing upon. Piaotte really didn't mind...They were rather cute. And after all that jingling, she really had become used to it...
"Oh...It's Piaotte. Piaotte D'Jour-Medina..." She answered, looking down. Ah yes, the two last names. She wondered if he would notice, or if D'Jour would just become her middle name?
He happily hopped onto her head, snuggling down happily. Well...erm...He was hoping perhaps his friend would know? sweatdrop But he is sure they will find a way! And then they will meet again! Happily!
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 2:21 pm
Basil may have smiled if he could have seen the antics of the little stars. "Piaotte D'Jour-Medina?" Basil echoed. "A French and Spanish last name? That's rather interesting." It never occurred to him to think that the name, D'Jour, could even possibly be a middle name.
"Do you speak French?" The teen asked politely. Interested by the odd name of the girl.
Well, maybe if they could talk it would be so much easier, however, that was impossible. They'd just have to hope the humans were smart enough to figure out what to do.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 4:28 pm
Piaotte sighed, nodding at his assumptions. "Though....The Spanish on my Mom's side is way back...." She murmured, wincing a little bit at the mention of two last names again. Of course, it had been an accident! It wasn't her fault at all, was it....?
"No....Not even one little bit..." She wrinkled her nose, frowning. "My father speaks a lot....Though...I was mostly raised by my mother...." She trailed off again, looking down shyly.
Oh, but if they could write wouldn't they know? But...He really doesn't want to get covered in paint at all!
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