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 Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 5:01 pm
Estrelas clucked her tongue the way her mother always did and took out the cloth handkerchief. She reached out with it to dab Eponine's eyes.
"Naw, Ah'm ah hardeh gull (girl)," she said. "Are ya okie?" she asked. "Here, pat Angel..." She held out the rabbit. Angel looked up curiously and wiggled her nose.
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 5:25 pm
Eponine smiled, a lopsided grin. "Don't worry about me," she laughed. "I always cry for no reason." She rubbed a furry arm over her eyes, bits of neon green hairs sticking to her face, then smiled again to show her words right. "I'd pet Angel, but the claws might hurt her."
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 8:35 pm
Estrelas smiled. "Taat's fine," she replied as Wraith came up.
"Marshiemallows!" she exclaimed, watching Wraith with the two fluffy confections. "Wot to do now?" she asked. "Eef we do not stick eet on a tree, what?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 9:07 pm
Wraith looked around until he located a few sticks that Estrelas couldn't possibly set fire to.
Popping a marshmallow onto one, he held out the stick to her.
"Well, first, you don't stick it on a tree. Rather, on some sort of long stick. That's so you can hold it over the fire without catching fire yourself."
He walked over to the fire and motioned for Estrelas to follow him.
"You just hold the stick over the flames like this-- and wait."
Shee shook her head to rid herself of her thoughts. She was supposed to be helping Eponine.
"Eponine, there's an extra change of clothes in the jet. Why don't we go grab them so you can change?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 9:30 pm
Eponine smiled gratefully at Shee. "That'll be wonderful," she said, slinking after the ghost and wishing that her monster costume wasn't quite so green.
She hesitated. "Shee, are you sure you're all right? You seem a little...distracted today."
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2006 9:42 pm
"Aye, I cin agree with tha'," Aislynn replied before offering Moira a smile. "Name's Aislynn, and I take it ye're nae from aroun' here."
Even as she began to converse with Moira, she continued to take note of the strangers. The mummy, she was sure, was the leader of the group of strangers, and he seemed fatherly toward them. How interesting...
"What brings ye to Eire for Samhain?" she queried. "Tis nae often we get strangers at these gath'rings."
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 10:52 am
Moira grinned slightly, and shook her head. "No, I'm not." She admitted, watching Aislynn curiously. Then she glanced around at the others with a faint smile.
"We all came to celebrate." She replied, looking back to Aislynn with a faint smile. "Hence the costumes." She grinned slightly, and looked back towards the group. "Not everyone's here, though." Moi mused absently, counting everyone in her head.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 10:05 pm
Estrelas put Angel down on the grass, making sure the rabbit couldn't possibly bolt into the flames. Thankfully, every single survival instinct had been bred out of Mosieur Enjolras' Fine Rabbit Breeds stock, so instead of darting away and panicking like a "real" wild rabbit would, she merely sniffed at shoes and stayed close to Estrelas as not to get stepped on.
She took a stick (Estrelas, not Angel!) and followed what Wraith did, copying his motions to hold it over the fire.
To her surprise, it began to bubble and crisp over, golden brown! Estrelas' eyes widened. "Look, Mista Wraith, eet's-" she stopped as the marshmellow burst into flame, charring the once-goldenbrown shell a perfect coal black. "Eet is on fiya," she said excitedly, assuming that this was all of the process of cooking "marshiemallows." She mused on how the heck she would eat it if it were burnt.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 10:49 pm
Wraith let out a strangled half-laugh. What was it with these recruits and setting things (in Eponine's case- herself) on fire?
"That's going to be hard to eat. Most people prefer a more lightly toasted marshmallow. Here, you can have mine. Not one for sweet things anyway."
Wraith offered Estrelas his stick, at the end of which was a perfect, evenly toasted marshmallow.
Shee let out a sigh.
"It no big deal. I've just... been having these weird thoughts lately. But that's not important. What is important is that we get you out of those-- clothes. I'm sure it's not good for you to be standing around in a costume in that state."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:59 am
Eponine nodded and let it go. This must all be part of the strange physique that made up humans.
Humans were so weird.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 1:46 pm
Estrelas frowned glumly at her own burnt confection and shook the flames out. Angel looked up hopefully, but Estrelas muttered something in Portugese about rabbits not being able to eat sugar.
"Oh no Mista Wraith, Ah can do fayne [fine] wid theese," she said as she defiantly took a bit out of her own marshmallow.
Oh. s**t.
"OH GOOD LORD IT BURNS!" she shrieked, hopping around quickly and forcing Angel to hastily leap out of the way. "QUEIMA-SE!!! QUEIMA-SE!!! QUEIMA-SEIIIIIII!!!!!!!" she wailed, not bothering to spit it out.
Not to mention the outside tasted downright awful, like a mouthful of fiery ashes.
But the middle part was good, sweet and sticky. She hastily gobbled the rest of the marshmallow down to show that she was capable of cooking edible marshmellows.
"May I try again?" she said sheepishly.
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 1:17 pm
Samantha, quiet through the whole exchange, took a stick for herself, and claimed several marhsmellows. She hadn't roasted marshmellows since... Goodness, since she had gone off to summer camp as a little girl. This was certainly different from camp... Laughing softly at Estrelas, in a friendly way of course, the dark-haired girl stuck hers purposefully in the fire so that it caught aflame. "Personally, I like mine that way," she offered with a self-conscious smile.
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Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 6:09 pm
Estrelas looked at Samantha as if she had sprouted an extra head. And in this case, it wasn't the American recruit that sprouted the noggin; Estrelas looked like she had done something utterly embarresing.
"Oh God Lawrd," she muttered, flushing. "Ah caught de impression Ah wasn't sapposied to baaarn (burn) it," she said, bending down to push Angel away from the fire.
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 7:51 am
"I suppose you're really not supposed to burn it," she agreed with a nod, putting another marshmellow on her stick, roasting it until it turned a golden brown this time. "But some people- like myself, obviously- like them burnt." She shrugged a thin shoulder, before laughing softly at herself. "Here, you can have this one, if you like," Sam said with a nod, pointing the browned treat at Estrelas in an invitation to eat it.
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 11:46 am
"Tis a shame that all of ye could nae attend," Aislynn told Moira. "These gath'rings are the pride of Eire, for sure."
Her eyes were on the fire, watching the flames as they flickered. It looked like it was getting up there in temperature. Soon, she was sure, it would be hot enough to make an amazing explosion. After all, it had been done before at one of these gatherings.
"How many of ye had ta stay behind?" she questioned of Moira, turning back to the girl.
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