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 Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 3:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 3:52 pm
((FFFFFFFFF-sorry for disappearing, Mom called gonk
NO, MICHI, I WILL NOT GO SEE THE HUNGER GAMES scream ))
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 3:56 pm
[[ Right, time for the star-crossed lovers to have their brief moment~
Jack: I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING emotion_awesome ]]Quote: He easily brushed off her retort with a bit of smugness, "I don't really think you believe that. I think you quite like my face." He finally put his shoes down on the floor and faced her completely. Chancing a slightly mock, partially real, smoldering look at her, he leaned on the door frame with crossed arms.
“Er, it's alright,” she finally blurted out as dismissively as she could manage, adding a small shrug to emphasize. Averting her eyes, she hastily moved over to the door, adressing him with just a furtive glance, “Now, er... I remember you saying something about food?”
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 4:10 pm
Erin stayed in the doorway for a moment before finally standing straight again, slipping his shoes on. He looked down as he did, but he had a knowing smile on his face.
"Yes, if you want me to make you something, I can. We can go to the kitchen, I'm sure your head will feel better after," he looked up again and held his arm out for her. His eyes smoldered less now, but still kept a small, unintentional warmth.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 4:22 pm
He seemed so at ease, so completely comfortable with waking up in her room, offering to make her breakfast like nothing out of the ordinary had happened, while she was feeling the familiar nervous knots again, though whether that was just the hangover reaching her stomach she couldn't make out, and would probably be fighting the urge to duck under the covers if it wasn't for the headache and the not entirely unwelcome promise of a cure. If anything, his attitude towards it all made her more nervous than if he'd been as awkward about it as she felt.
This short observation caused her to hesitate for a few seconds, giving him a questioning look that wasn't doubtful or suspicious, but genuinely confused, before accepting his arm and moving outside.
"I do hope this 'something' isn't some odd hangover cure that's worse than the disease?" she commented as they made their way towards the kitchens.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 4:26 pm
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Ghost-it Notes Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 4:32 pm
[ Do we still have time to try and capture the Leprechaun for a wish? sweatdrop I'm not really sure how it works, since Sillie was playing as the Leprechaun wasn't she? ]
It wasn't that Erin was so at ease waking up there, as if it was completely familiar- well, he was comfortable waking up next to her. But he was trying to go on as if nothing had happened, for her benefit. Obviously she didn't remember any of the moments leading up to waking up together, and if he could pretend like that hadn't happened, he could pretend like staying the night with her hadn't happened either. But the memory of it warmed his heart, and he hoped that maybe one day she would be able to tell him those things when she was completely conscious of herself.
"I was thinking pancakes," he replied simply.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 4:39 pm
[[ We were using the Leprechaun as we saw fit, really, Sil just set it up~ So just adding him in as we wanted. As long as we're around enough, I bet we can still get the most out of it 8D ]]
"Pancakes," she repeated thoughtfully, letting the image, smell and taste of the food pass through her mind to test her stomach. She didn't want to wait until the plate was right in front of her and then find out it caused it to turn over. Fortunately, her stomach agreed with the idea. "Pancakes sound nice."
It wasn't until they turned a corner at some point that she realized this was the first time - at least conscious - that she had seen him in a long while, a particularly long mission occupying him away from Headquarters. "It's good to see you made it home in one piece. Did everything... go smoothly?"
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Ghost-it Notes Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 4:44 pm
(( I was letting people play him so their wishes turned out how they liked them to c: Rolling still applies however, though I'm the only one unlucky enough to get a backfire on the first damn roll q.q
He's a surly little Irish b*****d who has started to enjoy torturing the poor Order members since he's realized all of them are too dumb to ask where his pot of gold is. xD))
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York Peppermint Patty rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 4:48 pm
[ I think I'll try then. ninja ]
"Oh, everything was alright. I was just glad to see that you were okay after our training session...," he trailed off with a frown, remembering the odd behavior.
As they were about to enter the kitchen, they nearly ran over a short man with orange hair and bright green clothing. Erin recognized the man at once as a Leprechaun, and he was stunned to see him there, flat on his back on the ground from colliding with their legs. Erin knew the folklore of course, and didn't even question what the Leprechaun was doing at the Order, because he wanted to capture him. He immediately jumped and attempted to land on the man's coattails. The Leprechaun wasn't fast enough, and Erin had him pinned.
"Ha! I've gotcha, Leprechaun!" he grinned, "Now you owe me a wish if you want to be free, isn't that right?"
"....Aye, laddie," the Leprechaun scowled, this being the umpteenth wish in the last few days, "What be yer' wish then?"
Erin thought it over for a moment. He had no interest in the Leprechaun's gold, so he struck that from the list. When he really thought about it, there were two things he really wanted. One of them was something that the Leprechaun could never give to him, so he quickly pushed it from his mind. He wanted to be careful what he wished for anyway, because he knew that the Leprechaun could easily ruin the wish as he saw fit. The other thing...he looked at Michiyo and chewed the inside of his lip.
Looking back to the Leprechaun, he asked, "Am I allowed to let this lady have the wish instead? She was my good luck charm and aided your capture, so I think it's fair."
The Leprechaun raised his eyebrow at Erin, thinking him foolish, but decided to acquiesce to his request, "So be it. M'Lady?"
Maybe the Leprechaun would stifle his mischief for this wish, and give Michiyo exactly what she asked for.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 4:50 pm
[[ Since it's so late in the game, I'm sure nobody'll mind if we... bend the rules a bit? 8D ]]
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 4:52 pm
[ Really? blaugh Then I will edit...again! ]
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Ghost-it Notes Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 4:53 pm
((Nah. I only care if you roll a one anyway eue LOL. So you can ignore the catch rules I suppose. Most people kinda backfire their wishes anyway... Though it'd be nice to see a wish work out!))
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 5:24 pm
[[ Hm, let's have a wish work out then 8D ]]
Michiyo watched the whole scene unfold in shock. Somewhere at the back of her mind sparked the memory of the rumour of the leprechaun bouncing around in the castle, but until now she hadn't seen the actual thing before - well, perhaps while under the influence, but those parts were still blurry.
The idea that this little orange-haired would be able to grant wishes seemed rather absurd, but Erin seemed to be a believer, if his manner was anything to go by. Besides, given the world they lived in, a little magic should not be that hard to believe. She glanced at him while he thought, wondering what he would wish for. Once again she was presented with the reality that she didn't really know all that much about him, and had no clue what would be his choice.
When the subject changed to her, she gave her head a little shake, back to the present, and she stared at the little man as he addressed her, still a bit lost. "Er.. a wish, right?" she started a bit lamely. She hadn't expected it to be turned round to her, and she hadn't really given a wish any thought. She scoured her mind, and while multiple things popped up (to be rid of this headache, to make it out of this war in one piece, to go home again, see her family) it wasn't until her stomach let out a growl - whether this was a good sign or a bad sign was unknown - that she made her decision, "I'd like a plate of my Mum's home-cooked food... if that's alright," she added hastily at the end, wondering what exactly the rules of etiquette were when dealing with a supernatural creature.
The Leprechaun seemed to ponder on her wish for a moment, brow furrowed and lips pursed, before a smile appeared - one surprisingly devoid of malice, "As you wish, M'lady," he answered, snapping his fingers and disappearing from Erin's hands in cloud of green smoke.
Michiyo waved away the green fumes, eyebrow raised as - when the smoke cleared - little could be seen of a wish granted. "Well," she began, giving Erin an amused look, "Somehow, I don't think that worked."
"Somehow you don't think what worked, honey?" A voice sounded out from behind the two of them.
Eyes widening as realization dawned on her as to who the voice belonged to, Michiyo stood frozen in place, mouth opening slightly. She knew what she had just heard, but she hardly dared to believe it. It couldn't be. There was no possible way. It had been five years since she had last heard that voice, and the sound of it now already brought a burning sensation to her eyes. Slowly, she turned round. Behind them, standing in front of a kitchen counter wearing a flowery apron and stirring a bowl of something, was a short, dark haired woman, smiling happily at them. Michiyo's eyes blinked rapidly, now truly watering as her mouth formed silent words, her throat too choked up to speak. Finally, just one word managed past her lips in a breathy croak, hardly believing what her eyes were seeing, "...Mum?"
[[ HUGE POST IS HUUUUUUGE D: ]]
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 5:34 pm
[ Aww. blaugh ]
Erin smiled at Michiyo's simplistic wish, and was glad for giving it up to her. He was a little worried until the smoke cleared, and then what he saw thoroughly surprised him, just as it seemed to surprise Michiyo, too. He immediately slipped his arm from hers and let it fall to his side, clearning his throat a little. Suddenly being in the presence of her mother made him very nervous. He instantly felt out of place, like they should be alone for this reunion. Not to mention, he felt a small pang at the thought of his own mother, which he brushed aside as usual. He took a couple steps back as if to wait in the wings. He said nothing, and let the two women share the wonderful moment.
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