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 Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 2:59 pm
+ T h e . A r r i v a l It was Wednesday morning when a man in his mid-twenties knocked on the front door of the Yellow House.
The owner of the Yellow House made her way through the halls, reaching the front hall, opening the door to welcome the unwelcome guest. It was no other than Andrew Lockheart, her 'son'. He was carrying a child sized lizard, a blanket draped around it.
"Can I come in?" Andrew asked, almost pleadingly.
"Sure." Haru snapped out of her surprised state, stepping aside to let him in and his companion. After Andrew settled in, he removed the blanket from the lizards head.
It was a strange sight; a small girl with black wild hair, brown eyes with markings on them, wearing a grey sweater and a frilly black skirt. But the oddest traits were her long fingers, both her hands and feet; spiked spine and a long tail like whip. Her green scale skin didn't help either.
"Najwa." Andrew simply said.
"What?" Haruyuki asked, confused, trying to form coherent questions.
"Najwa." Andrew repeated it. "That's her name. It means secret or whisper in Arabian; I thought it was pretty." He finished softly, not looking at his 'mother'.
"Where are her parents?" Haru asked, her voice tone rather sad.
"He he... well, you see Ma... that's the funny part because..." Andy started stuttering, lagging, making rounds with words. All of those equaled to one thing: trouble.
"Andrew..." Haruyuki said, her eyes narrowing, growling.
"...you are?" Andrew whimpered. He was awaiting for the inevitable explosion to come. And boy did it come, slowly like a fire following it's black powder trail, reaching its final destination...
"WHAT?!"
...and exploding. And the fact that Najwa was gawning one of her beutiful plants didn't help either. Haruyuki was mad, bordering to raving lunatic.
"Get out!!" Haruyuki screeched, pointing to the entrance that became exit in that situation.
Andrew didn't wait to be told twice, and he fled wildly.
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 2:32 pm
Summary:
After being kicked out of the house Andrew takes Najwa to the mall. When they arrive, they encounter Laial, the nautilus D-Corp child. After a series of events Andrew ends up in a police cell. Haruyuki comes and bails him out.
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 2:35 pm
+ F l o w e r . B e d After the family got back from the Police Station, Haruyuki showed showed Najwa her new room.
....which consisted in most of Andrew stolen goods.
"Aren't those mine?" Andrew asked, flabbergasted at the amount of his belongings arrange in a neatly pattern. Too neatly.
"Were yours."
"No son para mi?" Najwa asked in a shaky voice, her head hung down.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 1:43 pm
+ D a n c i n g . N u m b e r s "Un elefante se balanceaba sobre una tela de araña~" Haruyuki sang, hopping her daughter would repeat.
"Elephant!" Najwa said, giggling at her mother's distraught face.
Haruyuki sighed, this was more difficult than she thought. "Yes Najwa, one elephant. Don't you want to sing with mommy?"
"Menos singing, más dancing!" Najwa exclaimed excited. She wasn't very fond of singing, even though she liked elephants.
"Oh forget it! Andrew, take over..." Haruyuki threw her hands up in the hair, declaring defeat.
"Watch and learn..." Andrew said, smirking at his mother who in exchange scoffed at him. "Hey Najwa, let's make a deal... you paint and recite these and we'll dance the Macarena." As he said this, he slipped Najwa a paper along some crayons. It had numbers from one to ten decorated with all sorts of images.
After pondering the offer for 15 seconds Najwa came to a decision. "Okay!" She agreed, taking the paper and the crayons. She sat down and quickly, coloring the numbers while naming them. "One... uno... two... dos... three... tres... four... cuatro... five... cinco... six... seis... seven... siete... eight... ocho... nine... nueve... ten... diez! Finished!" She exclaimed, handing Andrew the paper quickly.
'She better stick with dancing, gawd this is horrible!!' Andrew thought, forcing a smile, putting Najwa's lack of artistic skills assignment aside. He then noticed Haruyuki's disbelieved face. "You see Ma, today's children work if you bribe them the right way. Otherwise you'll be wasting your time and efforts." Andrew said smuggly to his mother.
"Bailar!" Najwa exclaimed, tugging Andrew's pants.
"Fine, do whatever you want. Just try not to get in my way." Haruyuki said, leaving a stunned Andrew alone with the child in the room.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 2:18 am
+ A B C . S o n g "A B C D E F G! H I J K LMNOP~ Q R S, T U V... W X Y and Z!" Najwa sang loudly as she colored her assignment. She now knew that coloring was good, but not as fun as dancing. Nor singing. But if she had to she would.
"That was, uh, great!" Andrew said, clapping with a broad smile on his face. "Hey Ma, look at Nana's assignment!"
"I'm either not interested or too busy. You pick." Haruyuki's voice was heard from her room. She had been in a very bad mood since Andrew insulted her ability to raise a child.
Andrew handed Najwa a journal that had a sun design on the front. "Take this and write something. It's your last assignment for now, ok?"
"Otra más?" Najwa asked pouting, but taking the notebook obediently.Journal i dance. i color asingmint and dance tu. ma is anry con andy, andy nice. i have pretty room wif flores. I nose eibeesi song and numbers tu. andy is mi broder. me no like asingmint tu borrin. i lourve mi family mucho NAjWa
"I don't want her here. I'm not even fit to raise a child and besdies I don't have time to take her to silly parties at that D-Shop energy campain." Haruyuki said, waving what looked like an invitation.
"Why didn't you told me about this? I could have taken her!" Andrew demanded as he read the invitation, now outdated.
"Don't you remeber? You were doing assignments. I didn't want to ruin your bonding time." Haruyuki said, sneering at Andrew.
"That's it, your going out with Najwa and you'll buy her something nice. You owe her." Andrew said, slamming the invitation on the table. After leaving Haru alone, he went towards Najwa.
"Let's see what you wrote, shall we?" Andrew said softly, sitting Najwa on his lap.
After decoding Najwa's writing, he took a pen and added his own notes.Journal i dance. i color asingmint and dance tu. ma is anry con andy, andy nice. i have pretty room wif flores. I nose eibeesi song and numbers tu. andy is mi broder. me no like asingmint tu borrin. i lourve mi family mucho NAjWa She needs to practice her writing and grammar skills, she's horrible at it. Also she's not very entusiastic about homework. But she has responded well with the bribery teaching method.
Let's see... Haru's not responding well with having a child home. And less when said child keeps eating her plants. I forced her to go out with Najwa, I just hope I did the right thing.
- Andrew Lockheart
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 6:31 pm
Summary:
After getting lost we ended in a Medieval Market Festival. Met Teal and Lucía, had a few problems with them.
...unfinished.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 8:30 pm
A child is expected to know certain things at certain ages.
In order to obtain rights to their Dragon(egg), they must prove they can meet these requirements.
The following sheet is for your child to fill out, with mild help from their guardian, then sent back to D-corp. (PM ot the mule)
Also any changes, even minor such as haircuts, should be reported to the D-corp to be logged and filed.
Thankyou,
D-corp.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 6:20 pm
+ M a i l
Well, her bangs have been kept cut, but we left her longer bangs at each side. Her hair a little past her shoulders, she keeps it in low pigtails.
Also, she's peeling off? Her skin has become a solid yellow-green with brown patches here and there. Also the blue on her face is fading and has turned cream.
Let's see... oh yes! The tail has become longer and more painful. So have her claws. The poor thing can't wear shoes though, they make her uncomfortable so I bought her feet bracelets so she would't feel sad.
Andrew Lockheart
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 1:36 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 9:23 pm
An Unexpected Call
It seems D-Corp has contacted you and told you to bring your child in for a check up immediately. Very little information was given to you over the phone other than the fact that it was critical that they be brought in as soon as possible.
Once at D-Corp you are directed to Dr. Acklin's office. He's running about writing things down and clicking away at some keyboards. Once he notices you he seats you and your child down immediately to take a blood sample.
The sample is run right away in the back of the office the doctors face in the computer screen the whole while. After almost an hour of being told to wait patiently the test results are finally done and you are told you are free to leave. No information is given as to why you were so urgently called in however you were assured that your child is perfectly healthy and that there is no reason for alarm.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 8:54 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2008 2:44 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2008 3:28 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 11:58 am
Elongated scaily fingers open a worn out diary, with barely pages written out. A clumsy writing pervades through it's pages resumes its work.
Querido diario:
Mai travels are large. Or long. I'm not sure how one is supposed to say it.
I know very few kids, hardly no friends at all. My mama seems more angry than before. Bitter.
I've been take dance and capoeria. I battle and dance. I look pretty. Not very smart though. Many laugh at me.
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