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 Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 11:31 pm
Tybalt made an attempt to sit in one of the chairs at the food court, realizing that they were only human sized. So instead, he settled for standing and placed the bags at his side. He shot Mau another wide grin, showing off the pointy teeth within. Tybalt wanted his food now but the silly human was just sitting there....
Cal turned the corner to come face to face with a whole sea of people. She placed a hand on her chin to think before climbing onto a bench to get a better look. Sure enough, she saw the red ridges of her Feraligatr. Who couldn't notice him? She made a bee-line for her party a small smile of relief on her face. She wouldn't have known what to do with herself if she was lost. "Sorry to keep you guys waiting." She took her seat, placing her bag in one of the others. "I didn't take too long, did I?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 12:56 am
"No, not at all." He glanced at Tybalt. "But I think he was getting impatient. Though I don't know why he waited. Go ahead, dig in." He pushed the tray that held the meat for the pokemon closer to him. I wondered if the pokemon was trying to be polite, like Mau was, in waiting for Cal.
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 7:24 pm
Cal's presence and Mau's ok sent Tybalt to gobble down his food. Wrappers, boxes, condiments.... All down his gullet. It didn't look like he really chewed, just swallowed it in one big gulp.
"Seriously Tybalt, you're going to make yourself sick!" Though she was sure that he had a stomach of steel. "Good thing you carried our food, it might've gotten mixed in with his." She watched the Feraligtr eat, "And I'm more than sure we wouldn't get it back without loosing a body part. " She grinned turning to Mau, "What's for lunch?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 4:29 am
Mau couldn't help but laugh at that some. It was amusing to see the large pokemon eat like a two year old. "I suppose it is." He removed a wrapped burger and a stack of fries from the trey before pushing what remained across the table to Cal. "BBQ chicken sandwich. Hope that's ok with you." Really, he had no idea what she wanted. "And rootbeer."
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 2:46 am
Cal smiled, ignoring the chewing and crunching noises from the Feraligatr. "This is great, thanks." She took the food gratefully, taking a sip from the drink first- she did quite fancy rootbeer. This all reminded her of the days she traveled, barely enough money to buy ingredients to cook so cheep things were always good. It also reminded her of a friend from long ago who loved to chow down on this stuff. His mannerisms were akin to that of Tybalt. She laughed quietly to herself, unwrapping her sandwich and beginning to eat.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:34 am
Mau wondered just what had struck her as amusing, but he didn't press it. It was probably something about her pokemon. He shrugged it off, eating his own meal in relative silence. when they were done, Cal mentioned needing a few TMs, so they headed down stairs from the food court to see what they had in stock. While the selection was fair, there wasn't really anything he needed, though the pair spend a couple hours looking through the TMs for anything of interest.
On their way out, they managed to get sidetracked looking at appliances. That is to say, Mau got sidetracked. They had Apriblenders, and because of a certain girlish male, he actually had reason to buy one. Of course Mau was quite particular about the quality of what he bought, and so a few more hours had been spent before leaving the mall. By the time they were finished, it was dark, and closer to time for dinner.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:53 am
"Well it looks like I've gotten everything!" Cal skipped ahead of Tybalt and Mau carrying the lightest of her bags while her pokemon was weighed down with the rest. She smiled up at Mau, "Thank you for joining me, you've really helped out a lot." she turned away as her face began to heat up.
It was getting late and the energy from lunch was wearing off. It was time for Cal to give Mau her special made meal. Well, just sandwiches, but they were special! "Hey, Mau? Are you hungry?" She still walked ahead of them, face turned slightly to face them.
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Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 11:38 pm
"Hungry?" He sort of half blinked. Didn't they just have lunch? No, no they ate hours ago. Had it really gotten so late already? "Yeah, I guess I am." He shrugged. He was about to fish the keys out of his pocket when he remembered Cal had driven. "So what did you have in mind then for dinner?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 11:48 pm
"Well," She took the keys out of her pocket and let them jingle. "I've made something special." The items she had in mind where nothing special in particular, but they had been made with the labor of love and that's all you need to make food taste the best, right? Cal unlocked the car, still ahead of Mau. Finally, she would be able to give him the food she had prepared. And maybe even feed him a bite. (Let the poor girl dream) "I hope you like-" She opened the door and a wave of foul spoiled food odor washed over her. Dear Arceus, our foods gone bad...
From where Tybalt stood her could smell the odor and scrunched up his nose in discuss. "I guess we won't be having this mess." She sighed, a pained look on her face.
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Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 11:51 pm
Mau stopped while Cal unlocked the door. He couldn't smell it, yet. He was about to ask her if she couldn't find the button that opened the trunk when he finally caught wind of what smelled like spoiled cheese and milk. "Um... Cal? Please tell me you didn't just vomit in the car."
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Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 11:57 pm
Cal put a weak hand to her face. "No Mau...." She grabbed the bag with the rancid sandwhiches inside. That alone could have made her barf. "Just our dinner gone bad." She huffed, clicking the button for the trunk. "I need to dispose of this." She stormed off with her brows furrowed as Tybalt began to load the things into the trunk. Cal, rather angrily, threw their ruined dinner in the overfull trashcan and returned to the car, arms crossed and brows still furrowed. "We should get back before there's nothing left in the cafeteria."
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 12:00 am
"Wonderful... swill of the masses. I'll pass on that. There's bound to be some place in town... hopefully close by, that we can go to. We can leave the windows cracked open to air it out a bit." He offered. "What do you feel like having for dinner?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 12:08 am
Cal's facal features soften a bit. "I don't know...." She was more focused on the ruined food then anything right now. She returned Tybalt to his ball, leaning against the dusty car, thinking it over. Wait.... Is think like a date? Cal savored the moment, composing herself. "How about something fancy?" Might as well make the best out of this rare moment. "I bet there's a place around here."
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 12:11 am
"Fancy?" He had to think a moment. Fancy might be expensive... Where could they go? "You can't go into most fancy places looking like that. You'll probably want to change... and you have to promise that you'll eat what you order. I don't want you getting a plate of buttered snails and then complaining you don't want to eat it." He may have been treating her like a kid, but arceus be damned if he would waste a $30 plate of food or whatever. Fancy indeed...
Although he did know of an Indian style place they could go to.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 12:18 am
Cal was about to go on a rant about how she actually was quite found of snails, but now was not the time. She sprang from the car, dusting her shirt of gently. "I have new clothes, might as well test them out." She blushed, turning to walk to the driver seat, but stopped. "If you know a place that isn't too far, maybe you'd like to drive?" She twirled the keys on her index finger as she talked.
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