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 Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 11:20 am
Prospekt tried to grab her as she ran by, but could not react fast enough. He watched her run, then collapse. He walked up next to the girl, then knelt down next to her. He gently picked her up, and began carrying her back to his house.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 11:23 am
Takara felt herself floating, but she didn't know what was happening to her. It wasn't like she had the strength to do anything about it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 11:29 am
Prospekt placed her down on the couch in his sitting room. He pulled off her first layer of clothes and emptied them of his things, then folded them and layed them in a neat pile next to the couch. He then took a few carrots and finished the stew. He poured two bowls.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 11:34 am
Takara could smell the food and it roused her a bit. She opened her eyes and found herself partially disrobed. Now she was getting very scared. What was this man going to do with her?
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 11:36 am
Prospekt returned to the girl with the two bowls and had since gotten two wooden spoons. He sat them on a table, and pulled a chair to the side of the couch. He picked up a bowl, and filled the spoon. He held it up to her.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 11:38 am
Takara watched him with frightened eyes. She sat up a bit and pushed herself back against the couch as far as she could, hugging herself.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 11:42 am
"Don't worry." Prospekt said, placing the stew in his own mouth first, and swallowing to show that it was safe. It still needed more carrot though. He switched spoons, then took another scoop and held it up for her.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 11:44 am
Takara looked at it for a moment, then she slowly reached to take it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 11:47 am
Prospekt smiled comfortingly as he let go of the spoon. He placed the hand he held it with down on his lap, and supported her bowl with it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 11:49 am
Takara was a little unsteady with the spoon and spilled some on the couch before she got it to her mouth. She thought it was the best tasting thing she had ever had.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 11:51 am
"Here." Prospekt said, resting the bowl next to her. He stood and retrieved a washcloth. He wiped what had spilled off the couch, then a little that had spilled on he chin. The whole time, he smile comfortingly.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 11:55 am
Takara held still when he came closer to her. She had her knees up by her chest, like she was trying to protect herself from him. Her eyes didn't leave him.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 11:59 am
Prospekt frowned at her reactions. He looked down at the pile of clothes and figured that that must be why she was fearful of him. He looked up at her and said softly, "I needed to get my crops back, and I figured that that was more polite, than frisking you."
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:02 pm
Takara just walked him, distrustfully. She wouldn't relax until he moved away again.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:06 pm
Prospekt picked up his own stew and sat down on the chair. He ate a spoonful. It had an earthy taste from the turnips, carrots, and potatoes, but at the same time, had an herb-like taste from the special way Prospekt raised the crops. "My name is Prospekt." he said after swallowing.
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