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 Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 10:18 pm
Smiling at her comment, he looked back up to her and nodded his head lightly.
"...Something I haven't had in ages...do you know how to make waffles?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 10:25 pm
"Aye, that I do! It has been ages since I have had waffles also." she said with a smile, Pondering for a moment, two plates of waffles appeared along with a small pitcher of syrup and several bowls with fruit and a little one with butter. "I hope this is enough!" she said cheerfully, waiting to see him start before having any.
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 10:31 pm
Bowing his head to say thanks, he then started on his food. As he chewed the first bite, his face contorted as his eyes welled up with tears.
"THIS HAS GOT TO BE THE BEST SET OF WAFFLES I HAVE EVER HAD!"
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 10:40 pm
She smiled and was about to take a bite before she saw the look on his face. Not sure what that was, she paused, setting her fork down, but the sudden outburst startled her and she dropped it with a small clatter and a squeak. Realizing that he was very happy, she giggled, covering her mouth with one hand, color again returning to her cheeks for a moment. "I am happy that you are so pleased." she said cheerfully, return to her own waffles.
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 10:45 pm
He started to bow down to her over the table, taking in small portions of the waffles each time. He was just milking it now, but it was fun and it was making her laugh so he didn't mind.
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 10:54 pm
Still smiling brightly and giggling from time to time, she politely nibbled away at her own waffles until she was full. Though she enjoyed the company of others, she was not in the habit of making conversation while dining. "Is there anything else you would like?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 10:57 pm
Finishing up his own food, Tutsumi pondered slightly as a smirk came onto his face.
"Well...I'm full now...how about the promise we can do this again another time? Or just relax? That's what I'd like."
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 11:10 pm
"Certainly, I find that I am enjoying your company just as I believe you are." she said with a smile, bobbing her head. Sifting in her seat, she looked at him curiously. "Do you have family?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 11:14 pm
"I..."
He sighed slightly and looked down for a moment before looking back up at her.
"No. I don't have a family...they are all dead."
He was putting on an obvious brave face now.
"How about you, Zi?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 11:40 pm
"Only recently have I discovered that I do have family." she said softly, nodding her head. "My apologies if this has saddened you." she said honestly, looking to him with compassion.
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 11:42 pm
"Ah, well how's that turning out for you? As for me...don't worry."
Tutsumi smiled, an honest to goodness smile, as he waited to hear about her family.
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 11:52 pm
"Perplexing .. yet lovely. I have yet to meet my mother though I now know of her. After years of believing I had only my master .. here the truth is that they are my father and sister." she said with a shy smile, looking to him with a brighter smile.
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 11:57 pm
"It's always nice when stories come out nicely."
Tut smiled and then yawned softly.
"So then...everything seems to be fine overall for you?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2007 12:03 am
"As well as can be expected, yes." she said with a smile. "What is your favorite thing to do?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2007 12:07 am
"Mmm, I'd have to say reading and writing poems and songs. It's quite fun actually. How about yourself? What's your own?"
He started to fetch into his pockets and after a few minutes of searching he pulled out his little notebook with a dozen songs and quite a few poems. He then handed them over to her.
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