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seeingwhenblind Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 2:18 pm
Barely able to contain herself, Elisa simply curtsied to her savior. So modest and polite this Pretty was. She could even forgive him for barging in on her tea party. Yes. Forgiven. This Pretty was forgiven, and now Elisa was quite fond of him. Not only was he pretty and modest, but he was a hero. Who could not like that?
But now he was coming to her house! How exciting! There were some many things she could do with this Pretty, but first...she needed a bath...
Brushing the thought aside, Elisa clapped her hands excitedly. "Yes! Yes!"
Ivan grinned and gave a grand clap of his hands as if finalizing the deal. "Right-o, ol' chap."
"Shall we then?" Evie said as gathered up Elisa and made her way to the exit of the forest. She needed to gather the materials from the tea party and picnic before heading home. She just hoped that Ivan didn't leave a mess before they left...She honestly wouldn't be surprised.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 5:36 pm
Zack nodded. "Let's," he replied, glancing down at Osha. "C'mon, kid." They both walked in realitive silence, Zack following after the twins, Osha at his side. They came to the appartment and the black-haired paused to look around. Right outside the gardens. Go figure.
He stepped inside, still following the twins all the way up to the top floor. Wow. Long hike. Zack suddenly found himself glad he lived on the bottom floor of his building, and then wondering when exactly it was he got so out of shape. That thought made him frown, but it was quickly erased as he stepped into the twins' home. He glanced around. "Nice place." No char marks on the kitchen ceiling. Yep. Nice place indeed.
Osha peered out behind Zack's legs. Elisa did have a nice house! He glanced at his new friend. What were they going to do while the adult did adult things?
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seeingwhenblind Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 5:59 pm
The apartment itself had a very Evie feel to it. It was very well kept and very modern looking. The walls were a grayish color with black furnishing. The floors were hardwood, and the shine that gleamed off of it was almost blinding. This house was pretty spotless. Well almost spotless. Every house has its quirks, and Ivan was the mold that grew here.
Since the apartment only had two bedrooms, Ivan camped out on the couch, which when the group entered the apartment, was a mess with blankets and dirty clothes strewn about. It was giving off an odd smell as well...
"Thanks," Evie replied in response to Zack compliment. Though right now, it wasn't up to par. "It would be nicer if Ivan actually cleaned up after himself."
"Rubbish. It's nice even with my mess." Ivan retorted with a grin.
Glaring at her brother, Evie took Elisa's hand. "If it's all right, I'd like to give her a quick bath. I'll warm some tea or something first. I'm sure you’re quite capable of serving it?"
"Quite." Ivan replied with a sarcastic undertone in his voice. He was throwing the blankets and clothes behind the couch to make sitting room. "Sit, an' I'll make the 'tea'."
Satisfied, Evie turned her attention to Osha as she smiled sweetly. "You can wait in Elisa's room, if you like."
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 6:36 pm
Well kept and modern wasn't Zack's taste, but it didn't mean he didn't appreciate it. He was simply too lazy to keep something like that up. His own appartment was only clean enough to be considered sanitary. His things and Osha's things littered the floor, and his taste in decorating wasn't exactly...good. And of course, the kitchen was decorated with many a scar from Zack's fierce battles with the meals.
He turned to Evie and nodded a little as she took her daughter off to get cleaned up. As soon as she was gone, he turned, watching Ivan with a wry smile. "S'alright. I'm not much of a tea guy, myself," he said, chuckling. Soda and coffee did Zack just fine, thanks.
Osha remained quiet as the adult's spoke, remembering his manners. He nodded when Evie's mum spoke to him. "Okay," he replied softly, pausing before wandering down the hall into Elisa's room. Once there, he sat himself on the floor and looked around. Shouldn't touch...at least, not until the room's owner returns.
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seeingwhenblind Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2007 2:01 pm
Ivan wore a playful grin on his face. Not a tea guy either, eh? Having been forced fed tea for his whole time, Ivan had developed a strong distaste for the beverage. If there was anyway to spike tea, Ivan would find a way and do it. It would be the only way he’d willingly touch the stuff.
"I don' like the stuff meself," Ivan replied with a laugh. Tea and tea time just reminded him too much of his younger years. The fun years...Yea right. Ivan was so glad those days were finally behind him. Now he only had to deal with his mother on rare occasions.
Awesome.
"What you want to drink?" It was then the bright idea popped into his head. He loved to mess with Evie, and she was being a huge b***h today. Since he told him to make the tea...He'd make her the "best" tea she ever had. "I'm gonna make Evie some 'special' tea...unless you want that too..."
Ivan was evil...
One might think that Elisa's room would scream girly, but in actuality, it was almost far from it. The room itself was a dark red color with a lot of black accents. On the walls, there were a few fans that were strategically placed there. It was still a child's room, so of course there were various toys and games scattered about.
In the corner of the room was Elisa bed with a particularly fat cat sprawled on top of the comforter.
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2007 3:39 pm
Tea's a too sophisticated for a man like Zack. He was satisfied with a simple beer or maybe even a glass of water. (Honestly though, he really likes the booze.) He grinned at Ivan's little truth, teribbly amused. The twins were polar opposites, weren't they?
"Uhh...anything alcoholic is good...'cept wine." That was too much for Zack too. "Or water." You know, in case they didn't want to share the booze. Which was fine, really. Alcohol and the like was expensive. "Special tea, huh?" He chortled. He could only wonder what poor Evie was in for. He could only hope Ivan wouldn't humilate her too much. She might get emotional again...
Osha just sat on the floor, twiddling his thumbs idly as he observed the room. There were toys everywhere, how wonderful. But he still kept himself from touching anything. It was Elisa's stuff, and she hadn't said o- Cat! Completely awestruck, Osha got to his feet and padded over, slowly extended a hand to pet the large feline.
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seeingwhenblind Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 7:58 am
So this Zack enjoyed his booze just as much as Ivan did, eh? This Zack fellow was getting even better by the moment. Perhaps, he could be his partner in crime? He never had one really...well if you count those bumbling idiots that idolized him when he was growing up being "partners in crime"; although, Ivan really didn't count them for anything. Look at them now...
Regardless, "'course special tea," Ivan said as a smirk fluttered across his lips. Little Evie didn’t deserve anything that wasn't "special". Of course not.
Rummaging around the cabinets, Ivan found the holy grail. "Vodka?" He asked Zack holding up the bottle for the man to see.
Mr. Foofoo, whom was Grand Mama’s cat, simply lifted his head to stare at Osha. His golden eyes narrowed at the light but also this child who was about to pet him.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:33 am
[ooc; Hmm. Maybe we should wrap this up soon?]
Zack glanced over when Ivan spoke, raising his eyebrows at the bottle. Vodka? Excellent! He gave Ivan a wicked grin, bobbing his head in a clear 'yes'. "Brilliant." He breifly wondered if he should be drinking with Osha around...but...it was only one glass, right? One glass wouldn't hurt. Besides, Osha was busy playing with Elisa. He won't even see. It would be fine.
Osha blinked when the cat moved. He'd woken the fluffy up? He tilted his head, blinking again when the cat narrowed its eyes at him. Uh oh. He made it mad. Osha quickly retracted his hand and settled back onto the floor. Best to let grumpy things sleep.
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seeingwhenblind Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 7:58 pm
Ivan returned with a cheeky grin of his own. Maybe Ivan had found a new drinking partner? A man always needs a drinking partner. It’s never fun to drink alone, especially one who liked vodka. Come on now. Who could not love another man who drank his vodka?
"Excellent," Ivan replied through a grin returning with three glasses; one for the each of them but Evie as well. He began pouring vodka in each of the glasses and looked off towards the kitchen. "I reckon the tea's just about done."
Still, the whistle didn’t go off, so he still had some time before Evie made her debut.
"So whatcha listenin' to, mate?" Ivan asked as he gestured towards Zack's headphones.
Mr. Foofoo still looked intently on at Osha. The cat wasn't familiar with the boy, but he wasn't forceful like Elisa usually was with him. He seemed calmer and not as aggressive.
Getting up, the large cat made his way over to Osha and laid before him.
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 3:55 pm
Zack looked entirely too pleased with himself, his thought following the same track as Ivan's. Whatever reservations Zack had about Ivan before, he would gladly throw them out the window. He watched the other man pour, deciding they didn't -really- need tea, but he wouldn't say anything. Alcohol was alcohol.
"Huh?" Zack blinked, taking a moment to actually listen to the music. He forgot what he was listening quite frequently, believe it or not. It was fairly easy when he was concentrating on something else. "Oh. Um. Lifehouse. You know 'em?" Lifehouse was on Zack's frequently played list; he could live them on playback for hours without getting bored. He nodded towards the glasses. "Should we wai' for your sister?"
Osha peered at the cat carefully. It wanted to be petted? It just gave him a look. Well, maybe it changed his mind. "You like pets, Mr. Kitty? Osha asked, tipping his head to one side. He reached forward to pet the cat's back again, ready to jump away at moment's notice.
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seeingwhenblind Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 9:31 pm
Upon hearing the band's name, Ivan nodded his head at the familiarity. He knew someone else that liked that band as well. She also dedicated some of their songs to him, but hey, that was a long time ago. The past is the past, and time won't change anything. Memories are what will just keep you going.
Ivan smirked a bit more when Zack asked if they should wait for Evie. "Well, mate, she might be suspicious if we aren't drinking." And she would. Evie was very paranoid, especially when Ivan was preparing things. This paranoia was rightly placed though. Ivan was planning something, but she didn't need to know that...yet.
See, Ivan had this all planned out. He was always one step ahead.
Nodding his head at Zack, Ivan picked up his drink; a smile still plastered on his face. "Cheers," he toasted.
Mr. Foofoo was all ready to be petted when he suddenly lurched backward and scurried until the bed. His golden eyes peeked from underneath the bed as Elisa made her debut into her room, his tail flicking all the while.
"Mr. Foofoo mean!" the girl hissed ducking down to get a better look at him. He always did that when she entered a room. He was scared of her. That and he just didn't like. It wasn't her fault that she liked to step on his tail when she was younger. It was the only thing entertaining at Grand Mama's house, and Elisa liked Mr. Foofoo. He was pretty and fluffy. She just viewed it as her playing with the cat. The cat just took it the wrong way.
But he did take it upon himself now to take up most of her bed when she was sleeping. Sure, he didn't care to be around her then. Of course not. He wanted a fluffy bed, and Elisa had a fluffy bed. He just needed to kick her off in the process.
Still scowling a bit, Elisa turned her attention back to her companion. She surveyed him quickly hoping he didn't get hurt. The cat could hurt him. "He no scratch you, Osha?" She inquired a little worried. She wouldn't want Osha to get an icky scratch. Nope. That would be...icky, and Elisa didn't like icky.
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