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 Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 10:20 pm
"Uh huh," Arlen said, nodding and then turning to run out to one of the tables, plopping down on a chair.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 10:23 pm
"Don't run!" Lily called to him, but there was laughter in her voice. Several minutes later, she came out with his food and drink, a small plate with a sandwich on it balanced in her hands as well. "Here you go... eat up." she murmured with a smile, setting his meal before him before sitting down across from him to eat her own.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 10:26 pm
"Thank you Miss Lily," Arlen said before enthusiastically beginning to chow down on his meal.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 10:30 pm
"You're welcome." Lily answered, watching him with an amused eye. Someone would need to teach him manners... but she wasn't sure anymore that she wanted to be like a mother to him; she'd leave that to Cerri. Carefully, she ate her sandwich, pausing now and again to look into the fireplace.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 10:33 pm
Arlen finished his spaghetti and gulped down the rest of his milk, sauce covering a good portion of his face. "I'm done," he announced needlessly.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 10:41 pm
"I noticed." Lily answered with a bit of a giggle before gathering the dishes. "I'll wash these tomorrow... let's go get you cleaned up and ready for bed, alright?" she murmured, quickly heading to put the dishes in the sink, offering him her hand when she came back out. "Come on, Arlen."
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 10:43 pm
"Okay," Arlen said, taking Lily's hand and standing up.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 10:45 pm
Lily grinned down at him and ruffled his hair, then walked with him to the stairs. "Do you want to take a full out bath, or just wash your face?" she asked, knowing she would have to find a clean towel if he chose the former.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 10:48 pm
Arlen shook his head at the proposition of a bath. What was the point? He hadn't even gone outside for days. "Just my face," he said simply, occasionally bumping into Lily as they walked upstairs.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 10:53 pm
Lily smiled slightly, guessing the boy was tired; carefully, she lifted him up, carrying him the rest of the way. "Alright... you settle into bed, and I'll bring a washcloth out after I change." she murmured, watching him a moment before turning her eyes to her door, pushing it open and then closed behind them with one foot. "That sound okay?" she asked, setting him down gently on the bed.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 10:57 pm
Arlen nodded and kicked his shoes off before clambering up to where the pillows were.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 11:01 pm
Lily left for the bathroom and came back several minutes later, now in her pajamas. Carefully, she wiped the boys face, then set the washcloth aside, getting under the covers. "Goodnight Arlen." she murmured as she wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 11:03 pm
"G'night, Miss Lily," Arlen mumbled sleepily, snuggling up against her and drifting off peacefully.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 11:16 am
Baizou walked downstairs with his hair pulled back into a loose ponytail. He appeared to be in deep thought because he had run into bar partially, giving him a sharp jab in the lower abdomen. He rubbed his stomach as he walked behind the bar and absently poured himself a cup of coffee. He gasped as it spilled over onto his hand and set it down to grab a quick napkin to sop up the mess.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 11:19 am
Looking up from where she sat at the bar, Vela made a mental note that he had caused enough coffee to spill out that she would make another pot after her next cup. Blinking at him, absorbing and trying to evaluate his actions, Vela sat up a bit more. "What are you thinking about?"
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