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Sammie the Cricket Slayer

PostPosted: Sun Aug 06, 2006 9:16 am


"Beagles are nice," She said lightly, stacking the plates. She's worry about getting them washed tomorrow, "They're not very big, or noisy. And They don't shed much."
PostPosted: Sun Aug 06, 2006 7:22 pm


Saber thought it over then nodded. "Yeah, a beagle would be good. We'll have to go find a puppy." He then walked over to her and kissed her cheek. "And we can get a fishtank."

Sunray Tristram


Sammie the Cricket Slayer

PostPosted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 9:51 am


She beamed, wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Not for a few months we can't. Puppies and fishtanks are a bad idea. Unless we got a good solid one, but those get so expensive."
PostPosted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 11:30 pm


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He shook his head lightly, smiling and shifting to look at Tristian straight on again,
"Ah, I don't know, he just . . . clashing personalities, I guess. It's nothing."
He cupped Tristian's cheek in his hand, gently, nuzzling into his shoulder and sighing pleasantly.
Tristian nodded after a moment of thinking on this, a soft giggle escaping him. His personality doesn't mesh with anyone else's really, so the clashing of personalities is understandable. he laughed, clinging somewhat to Lucius.

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Sammie the Cricket Slayer

PostPosted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 9:20 am


He stroked Tris' hair gently, laughing and nuzzling his cheek.
"He does seem to be constantly on the offensive. Bianca usually gets on well with everyone, and not even she seemed to like him much."
He kissed his temple softly, smiling.
"Are you hungry? Before I went to sleep after you left, I got some things. Basic stuff, milk, bread, that sort of thing, but enough to make a meal out of."
PostPosted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 5:48 pm


Ritsuka huffed, softly, yawning and padding back into the building. HE'd been out late at a concert, and he was more than a little exhausted. Plus, his tail had gotten walked on all night, and was still throbing unpleasantly.

Bastian was still lounging in the office. He'd given up on paper work, and had taken up Katamari again, instead.

Bianca had gone up to her room after fleeing Jeika in the basement. He gave her the creeps and the chills (the good kind) at the same time. The combination was not a good one.

Sammie the Cricket Slayer


Gil Monger

PostPosted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 5:55 pm


Kokurri had just been standing near the entrance, hat in her delicate fingers and back to the door. When Ritsuka entered, however, she jumped several feet and spun around in the air. Hat at her side and hand over her heart so looked over at the feline with fear until she at last realized there was no reason to be so afraid.

Smiling softly she placed the hat back on her head and straightened up her orange skirt. "Mercy me what a start. You nearly stopped my little heart."
PostPosted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 6:01 pm


Ritsuka cursed, creatively, and stumbled backwards. It was . . . so . . . . colorful.

He blinked and pushed the hair out of his eyes, standing back up straight and pondering out loud, Cockney accent thick as ever,


"Jesus Christ . . . . what are you supposed to be, Mary Poppins on an acid trip?"

Sammie the Cricket Slayer


Gil Monger

PostPosted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 6:07 pm


Kokurri blinked once, twice and then puffed her cheeks up to twice their size. The nerve of some people.. She plucked her cane sharply from her arm and gave the feline a rueful glare.

"I am not this whimiscal lass, you mongrel of lower class. And I am certainly not one an acid trip as you so happily quipped." She huffed, crossing her arms. "I became lost on the way to my room and nearly thrice asked a broom where it should be." She paused looking him up and down. "And I doubt you could help me."
PostPosted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 6:13 pm


He blinked, battered tail twitching from side to side, his head cocked. He was having a distinctly difficult time deciding whether to play with it or run from it.

"A . . . broom . . . . Roight. Well, I think you'll probably have better luck with askin our illustrious landlord, or even . . . "

He tilted his head back, lightly, nodding at the buzzers near the door. Each button had a room number and a name beside it, if the room was taken.

Sammie the Cricket Slayer


Gil Monger

PostPosted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 6:20 pm


She looked away embarrassed by her speech. She hadn't meant to say broom, the words always just flew out of her mouth.

"The landlord I have nary seen, nor those that happen to be bright as laser beams."
PostPosted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 6:29 pm


Ritsu just blinked, tilting his head again, to the other side.

"All roight. Well. If you ever need him, the office is roight there. The landlord, Bastian, is a fairly noice fellah. And I suppose you could make a complaint about the buzzer loights not being broight enough, while you're at it."

He paused, resting his hands on his hips lightly, one of his ears flicking lightly,

"Anything else I can help you with, Miss Hat?"

Sammie the Cricket Slayer


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PostPosted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 7:05 pm


You'll cook for me? Tristian beamed, not quite caring whether or not his brother got along with someone or not, as he knew that if he told Jeika to appreciate these people, he would. Or at least try.
PostPosted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 7:08 pm


"I'll try," Lucius said, laughing brightly and kissing his forehead, "Why don't you come and take a look, see what we can throw together, huh?"

Sammie the Cricket Slayer


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PostPosted: Tue Aug 15, 2006 7:18 pm


Tristian blushed softly but nodded, shifting just slightly from Lucius to wait for his love to lead him to the kitchen. Show me...he purred, touching his nose to Lucius' shoulder before kissing it.
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