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 Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:08 pm
Takara slowly picked up the bowl and ate the stew straight from there. She didn't reply to what he said.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:13 pm
Prospekt looked over the girl. She didn't seem like a thief, and she wasn't acting like a criminal. He supposed she had just been starving. He frowned. "You're not making this very easy." he said, shaking his head. He took another spoonful of soup and ate it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:20 pm
Takara finished her stew quickly and then put the bowl down. She went back to watching him again.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:23 pm
Prospekt sat his bowl down as well. He looked to her. "Why do you keep staring at me?" he asked the girl, "Do you expect me to do something? Do you need something?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:24 pm
"...What do you want...?" Takara asked, quietly.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:28 pm
Prospekt seemed taken back from the question, but he remembered that his kindness was not spread throughout the world, but just in the village. "I don't want anything." He said smiling. "Other than for you to get better. You must have been starving."
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:31 pm
Takara didn't seem to comprehend that he didn't want anything form her. She just nodded to his last sentence.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:35 pm
"Are you still hungry?" Prospekt asked reaching for and picking up her bowl. "There is plenty more stew, and I could fetch some wine if you are thirsty."
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:39 pm
Takara just nodded again.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:41 pm
Prospekt nodded after she did, and walked to the kitchen to prepare another bowl. He retrieved two wine glasses and poured them.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:43 pm
While he was gone, Takara pulled her clothes back on.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:47 pm
Prospekt returned to the girl and sat the bowl in front of her, then held out one of the glasses.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:48 pm
Takara took the glass and looked at the liquid inside of it. She sniffed it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:52 pm
"Its made of grapes." Prospekt said poking fun at the girl's misdirected suspicions. "And I also put apple in it when I fermented it." he said explaining the strange scent for wine.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:54 pm
Takara slowly drank it and then dropped the glass as she coughed. That, whatever it was, was not like anything she had ever drunk before.
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