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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 8:07 am
Kashya was delighted at the idea of sitting outside whilst they ate. It was normally far too cool for Kurios, or windy, so unless it was in a restaurant, they hardly ever ate outside.
She looked on to the old fashioned gesture with kindess, and closed her arm over his, accepting the invitation. It felt off concidering his height, but it's offer of friendship more than made up for the slight amount of discomfort. She wanted to get to know Julien better, to find out what it was that made him float so merrily on his ways, perhaps she migth share in it too.
"Will Mireille and Kurios join us as well?" she asked innocently. Unsure if the woman would be feeling more comfortable from when Kashya had last seen her.
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 8:12 am
"I think that depends on Kurios, actually," Julien smiled, walking with her and taking care to pace his steps so that his long legs didn't make her rush. "If it would make him uncomfortable, she'll likely stay inside and chat with him. She's very fond of getting to know the other parents," he noted, moving to open the door for Kashya. "Oh, if it's too chilly for you, I can bring you a blanket so you can stay outside a bit longer, too?" he offered, the thought only just occurring to him.
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 5:21 am
Kashya was quick to shake her head, it wasn't cool at all really, just a nice breeze to keep the humidity from the rain at bay. "Thank you," she said politly as Julien opened the door for her. A small head peerd into the house as her eye wonderd the room for Kurios briefly.
Kashya peeked into the room from around a slightly ajar door, Kurios smiled in glee, showcasing his joy before it disappeard under a scowl when he saw whose arm she had linked in her own. He raisd a brow, the first physical sign he had shown all night of his paranoia. "Getting to know Julien," He said, putting on a pleasent tone which ill fitted his pursed lips and eagle eye, directed at the boy of course. It was odd how open Kashya was under his influence, but then again, it could also be the atmosphere of being out so late.
"We're planning to have desert on the porch," She said, nodding to show she was indeed becoming friend with Julien quickly. Her understanding for the destain on his face could not be placed by her, only that whatever he was annoyd at must be behind Julien. It was probably the cold outside which he did not like. "Will you sit with Julien and I?" her words flowd over to Kurios and Mireille as well.
Kurios gave another look at Julien, and then slipped his eyes out the back door. It look cold. "It's not my type of weather out there, but I would like it of you sat by a window so I can see you," he said, wondering what Mir would say. If she joined them, he would probably go as well. Dang easy swaying attitude.
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 5:20 am
Julien blinked a bit at the scowl that greeted him, looking curiously at Kurios for a long moment before shrugging and shaking his head. Whatever it was chewing at Kurios' head, Julien was hoping the man would say something to him about it before it cost him his new friend. "How big would you like your pie, Kurios?" he asked, gently disengaging his arm from Kashya's to move toward the kitchen. "Kashya, would you like to help?" he added with a grin.
Mireille watched the two, then looked over at Kurios, tilting her head a bit. "I'm sorry it's so wet out," she offered quietly, as though she had some sort of control over the weather. "Is there anything I can do to make your stay more comfortable?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 2:54 am
Kashya followed Julien into the kitchen, trailing behind him like a little shadow, letting kurios's odd mood not disturb her own, though she did feel concern for him. She kept to the side, not wishing to get in the way of the hot oven Julien would soon be opening, but still craning to see what was going to come out. She waited patiently for the assult of the pie's aroma to hit her, wanting to see what Julien made all the sooner.
Kurios remembered the pie then, having fogotten about it while playing. "What ever amout yourself or Mireille will have is fine for me," he replied off handedly. Not giving a hint to his mood, but he could not ignore the wave of guilt on him as even the lady host seemd to pick out his mood. No need for him to be this way, no real reason at least. But it just kept comming back to his mind. He didn't want to make himself stick out so much at all, or make his hosts put out. "I'm fine, fine. It's not so wet outside, just a bit muddy under foot," He assured. Mireille was doing a fine job to make him feel comfortable, the night was actually going rather well. "What were you up to while we were out?" He asked, turning his eyes from Kashya and The teen boy.
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