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 Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 9:45 pm
Ali had just about reached the door when she heard the sound of approaching footsteps. She turned to spy Mista on the approach, bags included. "Hello again," she said cheerfully, somewhat glad now that the most talkative member of the family was back.
She had to giggle at Shidiomi's expression. "Kisses are gross, aren't they?" she observed, grinning widely. "I agree."
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 9:51 pm
Shidiomi grinned over at Ali then grabbed onto his Momma's free arm and held onto it until they got close to the restaurant door. The little catboy let go when they reached the door to hold it open, since Demetrius couldn't, apparently the persacom had managed to ingrain a few manners into the catboy.
Demetrius looked down at Shidiomi smiled and nodded before glancing to Ali. "You go ahead, you too Mistress."
"Mistalina." The tiefling rolled her eyes.
"I appologize."
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 9:54 pm
Ali returned the grin with fervor. She was pleasantly surprised by Shidiomi's manners when he opened the door for them. She offered up a prayer that she could put those kinds of manners into her own kid; heavens knew she was going to have a hard enough time to being a mom without having to add discipline difficulties to it. "Thank you," she said to the catboy, nodding politely afterward at Demetrius before waddling her way into the climate-controlled restaurant. She took a brief moment to ponder over the 'Mistress' versus 'Mistalina' debate and decided not to press the issue. If it was necessary for her to know, they'd explain it, she reasoned.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 9:58 pm
Mistalina walked in after Ali and glanced back at Demetrius for a moment. As sweet as the persacom was, he pressed his luck sometimes, though likely not on purpose. "Go ahead and sit with the boys, I'll take care of this."
Demetrius nodded and walked over to sit down at one of the odd little booths.
Shidiomi let the door shut, careful to get his tail out of the way before walking after the persacom and sliding into the side of the booth next to him.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 10:02 pm
By now, The Baby had decided to make its presence known as well as demand immediate sustenance, for Ali felt a distinct kick to the side of her belly as well as an unhealthily loud stomach grumble. She simply sighed and stared down at the offending bump. "Yes, I know food is required. Ya don't have to be so forceful." It occurred to her later that she probably looked like a complete moron by talking to her own distended abdomen, but considering how hungry she was, she really didn't care.
When Mistalina sent the boys over to a booth, she glanced in that direction and then headed for the counter, eyeing the menu and trying to decide what the healthiest and least fattening item on the menu was.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 2:19 pm
The tiefling walked after Ali and looked down at the shorter girl. "So, what's edible here?" She glanced at the menu and frowned slightly she'd never been here before.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 2:53 pm
Ali craned her neck at an almost painful angle to look up at her new acquaintance. "Salads are the safest bet. Their hamburgers and cheeseburgers are good too. Anything with grilled chicken is safe, fried not so much. I usually go with the salad topped with grilled chicken strips, but I'm a fussy healthnut like that." She returned to looking at the menu, resisting the urge to rub the sore spot on her neck. "And Baby isn't fond of fried food, so I tend to avoid it as much as possible. Oh, and the milkshakes are good, but they're pretty fattening." She turned a sad look down at her belly. In her current condition, fattening was not a good idea.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 2:59 pm
Mistalina chuckled. "I wouldn't worry too much, you'll loose the weight again soon enough. The little one will keep you busy and running around plenty." She smiled pleasantly.
"And good to know, I'm not so picky myself but Shidiomi is a bit paticular about food. You know, little kids and their whole 'I don't like vegetables!' thing." She glanced back toward the table to make sure the boys were behaving for Demetrius.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 3:05 pm
Ali managed a weak grin. "Yeah. If I was a few years younger and had my old speed-of-light metabolism, I wouldn't worry so much. But I grew out of that, and it takes me ages to lose any weight. Though, I suppose Baby will keep me running ragged," she commented, imagining herself chasing around a miniature Randi. Her eyes widened. Oooh. Scary!
She had to chuckle at Mistalina's reminder of how finicky little children could be about their food. "Oh, yes, I remember. My little sister used to pitch a royal fit every time we tried to get her to eat peas." The college student paused and looked thoughtful. "Y'know, come to think of it, she still does that." Grinning at the thought of her preppy little sister fussing over eating peas, she returned to examining the menu. "I think I'll go with my usual salad. How about you?"
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 3:59 pm
"Salad is fine for me as well, a hamburger is likely fine for Shidiomi and Nymue I can feed once we're at home...since he's napping right now." Mistalina put a hand on her hip and her tail swished lazily back and forth.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 4:00 pm
Ali nodded and stepped forward toward the register. She was in mid-stride when something occurred to her, and she halted, pivoting slowly to give Mistalina a curious look. "What about Demetrius?" she inquired, perplexed by this whole issue. Where exactly did the strange man fit into the household?
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 4:05 pm
"He's a persacom, so he doesn't eat." Not unless you count the ocassional battery recharge. Mistalina chuckled at her companions strange expression. She was used to people asking questions about him by now, once they found out.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 4:08 pm
Having no clue what a persacom was, Ali just managed to get out a simple, "Oh." She didn't want to be polite and push the issue with more questions, so she left it at that. Besides, she could google it when she got home. The Internet had to give her some sort of information to work with, right? Recovering, she stepped up to the counter to give her order to the gum-popping teenager behind the register. Weird, the creatures that inhabited Gaia.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 4:11 pm
When it was her turn she took care of ordering as well and then it became a small case of waiting. "You can go sit Ali, I'll wait here."
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 4:15 pm
Ali was torn between pride and comfort, and at the moment, the latter wasn't playing fair. Between her neck, back, and ankles, she was one giant walking ball of sore muscles, and sitting down, even in a hard plastic-seated booth, sounded heavenly. "Thank you," she managed to get out, before waddling her way over to the booth. She eased herself down on the opposite side of the booth from Demetrius and Shidiomi, sliding over to make room for Mistalina and cringing at the aches in her back. Oh, she was so sick of pregnancy.
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