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 Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 8:32 pm
Annalicia Moonleaf nods to herself and goes back to bed, leaving her housecoat by the foot of the bed.
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Jay finally gets to the house that Kitara had bought from her aunt and uncle. He enters the house, sets the rod down by the front door, and goes to the kitchen. He had cleaned and filleted the fish as Uncle Greg had shown him, something he finds pride in as he sets them in the fridge.
The bluejay-elf then goes to the bedroom to find Kitara asleep. He changes into pajamas and, quietly, slips into bed.
"How'd fishing go, Jay?" she asks in bluejay.
He smiles, wrapping her up in his arms, "Well. And Uncle Greg help me speak Elvish again, too."
She turns and kisses him on the cheek before falling asleep in his arms. Soon after, he too falls asleep.
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 12:34 pm
"She has a point." Darian laughs. "I don't blame her for not wanting to be woken up by the smell of fish."
His father sighs. "Strange how something so tasty can smell so horrible."
"Indeed it is."
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 7:29 pm
As Annalicia lies in bed, her eyes closed, she thinks about what her son had said earlier.
"So, he's fallen for an Okalwa. That was unexpected, in the least, though we were family friends. I wonder what Lord and Lady Okalwa would have said if Margem had told them..."
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 1:56 pm
Gregory finishes cleaning the fish and washes his hands before walking to the bedroom. He quietly changes into his pajamas and brushes his teeth before slipping into bed, being careful not to bump Annalicia as he does.
Darian walks into the guest room and sits on the bed, letting his sadness at being away from Margem wash over him. The young elf weeps quietly for a few minutes before getting up and preparing to go to bed. As he slips into bed he whispers, more for his own sake than anything else, "Be safe, my love."
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2006 11:15 am
Lady Moonleaf notices her husband get in bed and she moves over to lay closer to him.
"I'm not asleep, dear," she says quietly, "And I thank you for washing your hands."
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2006 12:30 pm
"You're welcome." Gregory replies, rolling over so he is looking at her. "You seem to be aging well, even for an elf."
Darian finds no peace in sleep. His mind is filled with images of Margem, not his future with her but their past together. A weak sob escapes past his lips as tears run from his eyes.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 9:12 pm
Annalicia smiles slightly before scooting closer to her husband and closing her eyes.
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Kitara wakes up in the morning to find Jay out of bed already. She rubs her eyes and, sleepily, gets out of bed. She takes a shower before going out to the living room. Jay is not there. She frowns, puzzled about where he might be.
The blue-black haired bluejay-elf pokes his head around the corner, having heard her steps.
"Good morning, love. Breakfast is ready."
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In the morning, Annalicia wakes up early, as usual, and goes to the kitchen to make breakfast. She still is in her nightgown and housecoat, but she is ready for the day.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 9:21 pm
Darian awakes the next morning, his face slightly streaked from where his tears had run down the night before. He walks into the bathromm and splashes some cold water onto his face before walking into the kitchen. He greets Annnalecia without enthusiasm before sitting down.
They are soon joined by Gregory, whose greying blue hair is sticking out in all directions. "Another day another wonderful breakfast." he says cheerfully.
"I'm not even gonna ask." Darian says in responce to his father's cheerfulness.
Gregory glares at him. "We did nothing like what you seem to be thinking."
"Then why are you so cheerfully? You usually hate getting up."
"If I knew the answer to that I would have done whatever it is that I did do differently last night every night. But let's not worry about that."
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 9:38 pm
Annalicia looks up from frying pancakes and bacon to observe her husband and son. Being the mother she is, she understands what her son is going through. ...she also notices, as the wife she is, her husband's state of hair.
"Dear, why don't you go and fix your hair?" she says kindly, "Let me deal with breakfast."
Once her husband leaves the room, she goes to Darian's side, knowing that the breakfast can sit for a few minutes.
"Darian, you want to talk?" she asks, sitting by him, "I'm here for you, you know that."
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 10:49 pm
"I just really miss her." Darian replies. "It's been five years since I saw her last, except in my dreams. Five years! Far too long."
Gregory grabs a comb from the bathroom counter and runs some water on it before combing his hair. When he is done he looks closely at the mirror to see if he missed any spots. Blasted bedhead.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 11:00 pm
She gives her son a hug and says, "My dear son, it'll be alright in the end. I do believe that you'll see her somewhat soon and that you'll have all of the future to be with her. Trust me, you have your life with her ahead of her. You just have to go through this time to get to that part of life."
She gives him a peck on the cheek noting that her husband will be coming out soon.
Standing up and going over to the skillet again, she says, "I predict that you and Margem will be together, after this bit, to become old and grey like your father and myself. This period is just a trial for the two of you, to test your relationship."
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 11:43 am
"Thank you." Darian replies quietly. "Talking has helped. Strange how it seems to do that."
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 12:09 pm
Annalicia nods, "That's what a good mother is best known for, to help things out somehow even if it's through talking."
She finishes the pancakes before calling out, "Gregory, dear, are you having troubles with your hair? Need you any help?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 2:43 pm
"No, just a spot that won't go down." he calls back. "Ah, got it." The eldest Moonleaf walks into the kitchen.
Darian laughs. "It took you a couple minutes to get that one spot I'm guessing."
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2006 9:25 pm
She laughs lightly, setting the pancakes on a plate. Thinking that Greg would glance her direction, his eyes asking for an explanation, she picks up the steaming plate of pancakes and goes to the table.
Setting them down, she says, "You've always been having troubles with that one spot, dear. At least be grateful that you're not going bald like human men do as early as thirty. You have quite a few more years under your belt so you shouldn't be so down on yourself for one spot."
Annalicia then goes back to get glasses to drink some orange juice from.
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