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 Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 8:55 pm
Fenris jumped as someone walked into the kitchen, quickly looking to Fujiwara. She smiled to him as nodded her head a bit before burying her face halfway under her blanket, continuing to sip bitter tea from under the covers. "Fuji-kun...!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 10:08 pm
((^^:: sorry Fen, i got off so I could watch Chuck and heroes ))
Fujiwara didnt register any voice until after the water reached his hand. Turning quickly he smiled and nodded to fenris who looked odd under her covers sipping some sort of beverage.
"Hello Fen-kun"
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 3:18 am
Nekojiri ((What about the bacteria in the seawater? It may get enough salt out to keep you from dehydrating, but a dirty shirt that' sitting in coastal water for a week won't be the cleanest piece of cloth ever. And I know for a fact that enough coconut milk acts as a laxative Xp))
-=Night would come quickly, and the creepy crawlies and biting bugs would easily fine Ally, laying on the floor of the forest. After a few hours of sleep, an army of large, angry ants would begin to make a meal out of Ally=-
Ally started getting angry about some of the bugs and her body began to heat up violently and once again she released chakra, but this time fire errupted against the bugs. She winced getting up again and dragged the water all the way back and brought it inside her shelter. She then collapsed inside unable to do anything.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 3:25 pm
Fenris reached out from under her blanket and placed her mug of dark tea down onto the table. She then held her arms out as if expecting a hug. "How are you today, Fuji-kun?"
If he were to make contact with his skin, he would notice that she was ice cold to the touch. Even with all the layers.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 3:51 pm
Reeve groans, rolling out of bed in a 'jeez-I-sleep-too-much kinda way. He stands up and yawns, pulling down the sleep-induced spikes of his hair.
"Ugh.."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 1:55 pm
Iri reaches up to run a hand through her hair. The other hand is occupied with idly condensing a tiny cyclone of air. She's lounging on the porch again. Boredom is written all over her face. It's been quite a while since she had a run-in with Nyl, so there's been no developments with her kaze training. And people seem to be more scarce than ever around the dojo. That last thing cuts socialization down.
Maybe I need a new hobby? Nah, next thing ya know, I'll be busy with something else again.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 2:06 pm
Reeve stumbles out of his room to the porch, still in an overslept-zombie state.
"Uhnnn..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 2:13 pm
"Eh?"
Iri casts a glance at Reeve as he walks out onto the porch. She recognizes that look. It's one she's worn too many times herself. Maybe he just needs a little surprise to come back into the world of the living?
A grin spreads across Iri's lips. The cyclone in her hand reverts to its usual density. Then Iri cools the air of which it is composed. Ready for action, it flows from her hand and makes to shoot down the back of Reeve's shirt.
"Good morning!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 2:17 pm
"Ugghhhaaaah! Sum'n'amitherfecker!!"
Reeve's zombie-ness un-naturally shortened, the airflow down his shirt kicks him into high-speed Eirrenian, or, Pikey. Cursing as thus, he spins around, bewildered.
But awake.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 2:24 pm
Iri quirks an eyebrow. Oh, he's gonna get back at me for that one.
While the tiny current of air disperses, Iri tries to make a quick escape via the side of the porch.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 2:26 pm
Spotting Iri, Reeve gives chace, shuffling his feet a few paces to build up static electricity for The Usual.
"You c'mere!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 2:30 pm
She knows what's coming. And she knows she won't win. She never wins. And she never gets away with her recent pranks. So instead of continuing to run, Iri stops and turns around on one heel. Both hands come up in a "I surrender" kind of gesture. Her expression pulls off being amused and nervous at the same time.
"Heheh, least you're awake now, eh?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 2:36 pm
As if to answer her question, Reeve wraps his arms around her and kisses her passionately. A quick, light burst of electricity ensures that it's a shocker.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 2:53 pm
A kiss is the last thing she had expected. Another tackle to the ground or a shock up the sarong would have been two of her first guesses. Not that such affection is lost on her, though. Iri smiles and hugs Reeve to pull him a little closer. "That was unexpected. I was afraid you were gonna tickle me again."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 2:56 pm
"Well, would ya prefer? Cos I've still gotcha..."
He smiles, blinking his sleep-ridden eyes. "
G'dmarnin', by the way."
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