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 Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 5:27 pm
"Is it too hot for you here?" Chaya asked curiously. "What's it like where you come from? My grandpa lives on the foggy moors, it's cooler than Amityville."
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 5:20 am
Chuckling he shook his head. "It's not too hot, but it lack snow is all. Where I'm from it's near snowbound year round, with only a very short summer month. So to go months without snow is a bit of a change for me." The line was shortening, and in front of a few fried fingers King stuck a couple on his plate.
"I did travel a bit but nothing prolonged. But that place we went for the famine trials.. terrible and hot. I was quite sure if I had stayed I have gone mad."
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 11:55 am
"My family lives near the Junkyard, so it's not that far from here. So the weather's not weird for me," Chaya explained. "Famine trials? I only just got here so I missed a lot. What's that?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 5:21 pm
King shuddered as the line moved, thinking back to the trials. "The trials were at a beach, hot and sandy and just terrible. I almost thought I would melt." Thankfully, he wasn't made of snow, just of more.. spiritual things.
"They were testing our worth to see if they might desire an exchange program, though now it does not matter much."
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 9:14 pm
The line had reached that Unholy Grail of breakfast, bacon. Chaya grabbed as many bacon strips as she could in a sweep of the tongs and deposited them on her plate, then politely offered the tongs to King. "I see," she replied, her voice unusually serious. "Now that the Clans are gone, naturally they can't make an exchange program." A quick shake of her head. "That's depressing. I'm going to go back to thinking about bacon," she said firmly.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 12:58 am
Tongs in hand he mimics as Chaya did, piling the meat on his plate shamelessly. First come first serve. It was just the law of the land. Politeness had it's place but that was nowhere near bacon. A clatter as he set the tongs down, tail wagging just slightly as he resisted the urge to begin eating right then and there.
"Given the clans, I don't mind. They're a secretive bunch. An ally holds no such deep secrets." He huffed before heading to one of the tables. "But yes," King chuckled, "bacon is made of better thoughts."
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