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 Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 5:00 pm
Slurping down the rest of her tea, Crow stared thoughtfully into the murky green dregs at the bottom of the cup.
"Len's wings are really sharp, so I have to replace everything she has about once a week. Blankets, shirts, bedding, everything..." she trailed off, still looking at her tea dregs. She hadn't thought about it since she had first gotten Lenore, but suddenly the comprehension that she was completely responsible for Lenore dawned on her. Staying silent for a moment and staring unblinking into her tea dregs, she gave a sigh.
"How long do you think they take to grow up?"
Lenore smiled as Osso offered the fluffy tail to her. Tails had been a source of fascination for Lenore - though after the fiasco with Deimos she had learned to be careful with other people's body parts. Running a thin finger over the soft black fur, she gave a suddenly delighted squeal and grabbed hold of it.
Hard.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 8:13 pm
Azumi listened as Crow talked, trying to think of how hard it would be to have to replace everything every week.
When pointed ears caught the question, she gave a little smile and looked down at the two interacting babes, still not noticing that Osso had her tail,"oh, I'm don't think anyone can ans-Hm?" Sentence was cut short when she felt something similar to a pinch.
Looking about she spotted the two little trouble makers had her fluffy tail and even though Lenore's grip was much stronger that her own charge's, the strength of the child couldn't fully penetrate the thick, warm, black fur...Though if it had been Azumi's ears that were grabbed, that would be a different story.
With a funny little chuckle, the Noir made her tail tip twitch back and forth. The movement gave the appearance that the black fluff was alive and wriggling to be free of it's little captors; though Azumi didn't mind that much as long as no fur was yanked out.
Osso gave a multitude of shrill giggles and squeeks when the tassle started moving in his and Len's hands. His free hand happily fist slapped Azumi's arm that was still around his middle. And his slightly shaggy/longish pale blonde locks fell a little over his hollow eyes, veiling his sight at times, but even so, he still continued to shriek with laughter.
Smiling as the two little ones were occupied, Azumi once more gave her attention to Crow. It was almost at that moment that an idea suddenly popped in to her head,"hey, Crow, have you even thought of creating or perhaps finding something to just put over Len's blades? Like...A heavy leather, the kind they use for welding gloves, and just making a sheath like protector?" The werewolf grew a little excited now at the thought of this.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 5:04 pm
Crow smiled as she watched Lenore laugh and grab at Azumi's tail, being more playful then than Crow had ever seen her be.
"I have thought of trying to sheath them with leather and that sort of thing, but the metal her feathers are made of are so sharp that it just frays and wears away. It's metal that's been all magicked up, and nothing I do magical or mundane can dull them." She watched as Len flapped her arms like wings, making the feathers clap together slightly and emit a dull ringing sound.
Oh, what a delightful thing that was attached to Osso's mother! Len grabbed at it happily, taking care not to pull at the fluffy fur - after all, it seemed Azumi knew full well what she was doing, and could remove it from her grasp anytime she liked. Looking up at Osso, she wondered briefly how he could see if his eye sockets were seemingly empty. His hair obscured those mysterious holes charmingly, the dying evening light making it shine a dull gold. Lenore gave a little sigh and felt rather surprised with herself as she felt something like affection bubbling up inside her.
She paused in her playing, momentarily confused. Was this the same kind of feeling she had for Crow?
...No, this felt like something else...
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:16 pm
Osso let his high giggling die down a bit when he no longer felt his new friend playing along with the fluffy tail. Stopping his waving of this new toy, he titled his head to the side as if always did when confused or questioning something. "Nnn?" was said as he tapped her hand, wondering why she had stopped. Osso blinked once from behind the strands of blonde as he waited to Len to do something.
Azumi was no longer paying too close attention to the babbling young ones, but was aware that they still had her tail. She nodded her head absentmindedly as Crow's response to her idea floated into her ears. "Hmm...." she said allowed, biting her lip a little as she searched for some other idea, "maybe metal on metal could work? Though I'm not sure if it would be comfortable or where you could eve find a blacksmith to create something for those blades.."
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 6:52 pm
Crow gave a non-commital shrug and toyed with her empty cup.
"They can cut through anything - cloth, leather, flesh..." she trailed off at the unwelcome memory of the graveyard, but abruptly snaped herself back to reality.
"I suppose I'm just going to have to live with it until she's old enough to understand not to try to slice at me with them."
Lenore let Azumi's tail slip from her grasp, looking at Osso uncertainly. Ignoring the fact that they had only known each other for a few minutes, she pondered the curious feeling that welled even higher in her chest as her eyes lingered on the boy's wonderfully macabre face.
What on earth was she feeling?
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:07 pm
Azumi nodded and was a little put down with not being able to help this new friend of her's. "Seems that that's really the only possibility, I guess...Sorry that I couldn't help," she offered a smile and then glanced out the kitchen's window. The sun was already setting and dark clouds were drifting about lazily,"do you think it'll rain?" she said while still looking out the window.
Hollow eyes watch as the tail fell from Len's small hand and Osso just become so confused. Questions flew at his mind as he looked back up at the other. Was it him? Was there something wrong with him or something? Or maybe there was something behind him...With that thought he looked over his shoulder, but only saw the kitchen door and nothing unusual. Facing Lenore again, Osso tried to understand what she was doing or thinking or something.
Leaning forward he patted Len's arm, being careful of the blades no matter how much he wanted to examine them, "Ennn...Llll-lll..." Once more the bone child tried to say Len's name, thinking that maybe he could get her to play again if he did. "Llln...Leeeh...Leehn....Len!" Finally! Finally the simple word sounded from the blonde boy's mouth and he gave a triumphant little smile for his work.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:25 pm
Lenore felt her face grow very hot as Osso said her name and touched her arm. Feeling even more confused than ever, Lenore could think of no other explaination than that she had very suddenly become ill. How else could she explain why she was feeling so peculiar?
Making a noise halfway between a whimper and a giggle, she tugged hard at Crow's arm.
"Sick," she said firmly, not taking her gaze from Osso's charmingly empty eye sockets. Perhaps they ought to be going now, before Lenore gave poor Osso whatever she had contracted to violently!
Crow looked at the window, examing the sky.
"Red at night, sailor's delight - Red in the morning is a storm warning," she murmured, remembering the old mariner's forecasting rhyme. Looking out at the angry dark clouds and seeing no hint of red, she gave a nod.
"Yeah, it'll probably be a bad thunder storm - look at how the wind's blowing through the trees," she said, watching the branches flail in the strong gusts. She gave a small jump as she felt Lenore tug at her arm, clearly wanting attention.
"Sick'? Oh, Len, are you feeling okay?" she asked the baby in concern. Quickly wiping up the pea glop that now threatened to eat away at the table top and gathering up her rain slicker, Crow smiled at Azumi.
"I'd better go before she does the Exorcist - projectile barf thing; she's only been sick once but she can aim pretty well. I'll see you guys later, maybe?"
Lenore gave a sigh of mingled regret and relief as she was carried out of the dining room. She would have to be careful around Osso from now on - she couldn't help but think that hearing his sweet little voice saying her name had contributed to her illness.
((Phew! All done! Thanks for the RP, Azumi heart ))
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 8:22 am
Azumi chuckled a little at the Exorcist note and bowed her head as they left,"hope she feel's better." Wine hued gaze watched until the pair went through the kitchen door and when they were alone, she gathered up Osso and rose from the wooden chair. The werewolve's ears failed to hear Osso speak his first real word, but just as she was about to start babbling a little herself, her charge started up his well known wail.
Osso let loose one of his loudest cries yet when he saw his new friend leave. What had happened? Was she alright? Did he make her go away? Such big questions were running through his small mind, even though he was around the same age as Lenore. Clinging to his mother, the bone child let her shrill wails die down to racketed sobs on her shoulder.
Not wanting to wake everyone up, Azumi left her laundry and just headed right out to her car parked along the curb. The Jetta's winsheild was already being light sprinkled with misty little drops of new rain. Shoving her key into the door, she unlocked the rest and piled the sobbing little babe into his car seat. It was only a few minutes later that bright headlights could no longer be seen as the car disappeared.
( o_x; Fear the crappy ending of mine! But really, it is I who should be thanking you! And not only for the RP, but you gave me an idea that I can weave into something like a mini plot ish thing ^^)
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2005 7:14 pm
KiiMeLwi was rushing...always rushing when it came down to her baby. Shavira was protesting, and pulling at her mother's hair, crying for food. KiiMeLwi balanced a bottle of blueberry flavored while balancing the screaming child. It wasn't easy. Finding a chair, she sat as soon as possible and began to feed her hungry Shavi.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2005 7:21 pm
Jizzy came into the kitchen quietly, though she could be heard at least five minutes before her arrival. Coughs and sneezes gave away her location as she drowsily stumbled into the kitchen, Deimos holding her by the hand. "Thank you Dei.. I'll make my tea now.." She said horsely, realeasing the small childs ahnds and heading for the mugs.
Deimos had taken it onto himself to escort his sick mother everywhere. When she relieved him of his duties, he looked around quickly spotting Shavira and Kii. Shavi looked familiar and he stared at them for a while, not saying anything.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2005 7:27 pm
Upon the arrival of Jizzy and Deimos, Kii stood, though didnt stop feeding Shavi. "OH! Hello!" She looked quizically at Jizzy. "You...don't sound very good. Are you alright? Ill?" She walked towards the other guardian as she finished feeding Shavira. "Jizzy...right?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2005 7:36 pm
Deimos instictively put himself between Kii and Jizzy. He hadn't yet figured out his standpoint towards her and until then she wasn't getting anywhere near his mother.
Jizzy nodded, then shook her head. She put some water in the mug along with the tea bag and popped it into the microwave. "I have a little cold, and yes, Jizzy.. I'm sorry, I forgot your name.." She said apologetically. She could barely remember left from right at the moment and she looked as if she had much more than a 'little' cold.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 3:49 pm
KiiMeLwi stopped the second Deimos stepped in front of HER. She looked down, confused for a moment, then bent down to get to his level. "Oh, hello, little...er...oh dear. I believe I've forgotten your name...D...something..." She giggled, slightly nervous at the look she was getting. "What's your name? The last time I saw you, you were like Shavi here." She nodded towards the baby in her arms, who was staring at Deimos.
"I have to admit that seems like a very bad cold..." KiiMeLwi looked back at Jizzy. "The flu, perhaps? Here, if you sit down, I could get you whatever you came here for." She smiled at Deimos again, still crouching, and said to the both of them, "My name is KiiMeLwi. Or Kii. Or Kiwi. Or...well, you get the idea."
Meanwhile, Shavira, from Kii's arms, was staring at Deimos so intently that it seemed as if she thought if she looked away, something terrible would happen. Mouth half open, and arm a bit outstretched, Shavi gurgled at this bigger Mishap.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 4:24 pm
Deimos stared just as fiercely back at Shavira. She was so tiny. "I Deimos.." He said simply, not tearing his eyes from the smaller mishap, not moving from his post in front of his mother.
Jizzy sniffled slightly as the microwave binged. "Thank you Kii.. *sniff* But I just came for some tea.." She said, taking the steaming cup out from the microwave and dipping the bag in and out of the warm water a few times. She took a long sip then a releaved sigh. "Perhsps the flu. I ussually don't get sick though.." She said as she strode shakily, taking a seat at the table with her tea. "How are you though?" SHe asked politely, her sleepy eyes turning to Kii and Shavira.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 4:36 pm
KiiMeLwi smiled at Deimos, nodding. "A wonderful name! It's so nice to meet you Deimos." She saw how Deimos stared at Shavi, and Shavira stared at him, so she thought for a moment, then let her baby down, so she could crawl around and 'meet' Deimos. "This is Shavira, Deimos...I think she wants to say hi..." She brushed her hands and half, stood, half still bent, and glanced at Jizzy.
"I'm sorry I can't do anything to help...hmm...if you ever want, I could watch Deimos for you...Being sick with a small child can't be a good experience..." She nodded. "I'm quite fine, especially compared to the way I imagine you must be feeling...no offense meant, of course." She added hastilly. "I'm mostly just tired, though getting used to it..."
At being let down, Shavira slid on her butt so she could try to be closer to Deimos to inspect him. "BAH!" She burbled, reaching out, and waving to the older Mishap. "..ahhh!"
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