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 Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 10:15 pm
 After Pilot had decided that the sheep had enough food she sat down in the hay and began humming as she petted them. The small girl seemed to be in a bad mood that day and it was really starting to show. Apparently she hadn't slept in long enough or something. But either way, she was quite grouchy.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 10:31 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV If you look like a pirate,
then speak like a gentleman... Gray watched Pilot for a moment. Somehow, her good mood had completely evaporated. She looked like she was getting a bit crabby. He sighed. "I think she hasn't been sleeping well," he said. "Probably my fault. I'm a pretty lousy father, I have to say." He gave Rose a sidelong look, think that he definitely did not want to know the contents of that little fantasy. "Actually, I'm bad at pretty much every interpersonal relationship. Not a lot of practice. And I'm just naturally irresponsible and selfish and all those terrible sorts of things."
Maybe he could just scare him off by letting him know he'd never once had a successful relationship?
"Hey Shorty," he called, going back into the stalls. "Are you wrapping up here? What about your beloved hot dogs? They're waiting for you. Calling your name. Can you hear them?"
...and no one will notice
you have a heart like a pirate too.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 10:50 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose frowned when Mr. Gray said he was a bad father. From what he had seen so far, he was the greatest father ever. Though he didn't have much to compare him to.
"It won't be a problem. Usually, the 'relationships' I'm in are one-night stands. Well, more like more like free period stands. But I haven't been that bad for a while. My only real relationship was about a year, and it ended... badly," That was the understatement of a lifetime. That one relationship completely ruined his life, mutilated his body beyond repair, and damaged him mentally too. His scars would never heal. It was amazing that he even wanted to try getting into a relationship again.
"I'm sure you'll be a lot better. I mean, as long as you don't cause anything like this," He lightly touched the jagged scar on his cheek that ran from his temple down to slightly above the corner of his lip, before realizing the Mr. Gray probably couldn't see it. "Well, uh... as long as you're nicer than she and her friend was, it'll be fine."
He looked over at Pilot when Mr. Gray called for her, wondering if she even wanted to go anymore. She didn't seem to be in a very pleasant mood. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 10:57 pm
"I don't want to get hot dogs! I want to stay here with my sheep!" The small girl protested as she gave them both a nasty little glare. Being so young, Pilot was prone to horrid and unpredictable mood swings. She hugged Fluffy around the belly and nuzzled her face into the sheep's thick wool.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 11:07 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV If you look like a pirate,
then speak like a gentleman..."Alrighty then," Gray said, rolling his eyes. Well at least it was clear she was female with that mood swing of doom. Still, maybe this was a good thing. A bratty kid could scare Rose off, right? "I guess we're, um, not going. Apparently, the sheep take precedence over hot dogs today. So..."
He stood and looked at Rose shrugging. "So...I guess...tea or something?" He peeked back into the stall. "Hey Midget, I'll bring you a blanket, alright?" He started back to the wagon. Maybe Rose would get bored and leave though...he doubted that. The kid seemed pretty obstinate.
Saying of that, he kept thinking of him as a kid but probably there wasnt' that much of an age difference between them. "Rose, how old are you anyway?" He thought about what the boy had said about his past relationships. He'd gestured to his face and Gray recalled he had an ugly scar there--he'd seen it when Rose was unconscious. Saying of which, he should also ask about that. He wasn't sure if it was shapeshifting or what. But then, if he asked, Rose might get the wrong idea and assume he was more interested than he was. Eurgh. Why did this have to be so convoluted?[exits to the wagon to get a blanket. LoL ]
...and no one will notice
you have a heart like a pirate too.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 11:22 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose nodded when Mr. Gray said they weren't going. He didn't want to drag the child around by force or anything. "Tea sounds nice, but I noticed that I never even get close to finishing my cup when I'm with you," He mumbled as he watched Mr. Gray stand up, planning on staying behind as he was going to get the blanket. It didn't take two to bring one and he wasn't going to tempt himself by being alone with him. Plus, he doubted he wanted to leave Pilot alone unattended, since he didn't see any of his golems around to watch her.
He was a bit surprised when Mr. Gray asked his age, wondering where that came from. "Seventeen..." He answered with a frown. He was tempted to lie about his age so he would be 'legal', but decided against it. He could have always find out by looking at his file anyways. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 11:34 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV If you look like a pirate,
then speak like a gentleman...Gray returned a few moments later, going to drape the blankets over Pilot. He also brought a box of crackers and some juice, but set those where the sheep couldn't reach them--but she could. As he left, one of the golems lumbered up and took up its usual sentry post near the door of the stall.
"Keep an eye on her and don't let the sheep escape," Gray told it as he left. "Come along," he told Rose. "She'll be fine on her own. When she gets tired or cold, she'll come inside."
"I'll make sure you finish your tea this time. I'm tired of cleaning up your half full tea cups," he teased. Seventeen, eh? Young. Too young even, but not...that young. Mrr. This whole thing was stupidly awkward. And his fail date plan had failed. Ironically.
He would need to come up with another plan.
...and no one will notice
you have a heart like a pirate too.
[exit - ayame had to head off for the night, btw]
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 11:43 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose was a bit weary about the golem, but he tried his best to ignore it. He didn't trust them as much after he saw what that snow one was capable of.
He nodded when Mr. Gray told him he would finish his tea this time, feeling a bit bad for leaving those cups. Oh well. He could feel bad later, since it was still technically their date, and he didn't want to ruin it with guilt.
[Exits] ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 9:45 am
 
Is having someone I can trust too much to ask for?
Isamu very quietly slipped into the stables and sneaked past Pilot and her sheep, making his way over to Adiemus' stall. He then peeked inside to see if the animal was there, and he was. The boy then climbed up over the door and jumped down inside the large box stall. He made a clicking noise with his tongue and walked over to the horse, gently petting it's nose. If anything could cheer him up at this time it would certainly be a horse. The boy lived for them. "I don't know what to do horse..." he said with a sigh as he buried his face in Adiemus' mane and sniffled.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 12:23 pm
Pilot was all snuggled in her blanket when she thought she had heard someone enter the barn. The small girl stood and quietly wandered out of the sheep's box stall and over to the one where Adiemus was. She stood on her tippy toes and peeked inside, gasping when she saw Isamu snuggling the horses neck. Someone was eating Adiemus! She very quietly backed away from the stall and ran out of the stables. (exit )
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 12:48 pm
Is having someone I can trust too much to ask for?
Isamu could have sworn that he had heard someone gasp. But when he looked outside the stall he didn't see anyone. Odd. The boy shrugged and continued to pet the horse, finding it very comforting. He was still crying silently, but he was glad that at least the horse wasn't going to be leaving him anytime soon. Or at least thats what Isamu thought. The boy sighed and walked over to a corner of the box stall, laying down and curling up into a ball. It was nice and cool in the barn, and the smell of fresh hay, straw, and shavings was very soothing.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 1:02 pm
Pilot sobbed as Gray carried her, "Hes going to eat Adiemus!" She wailed as she buried her face into Gray's chest. Instead of seeing Isamu snuggling the horse like he really was she saw him as though he were viciously shredding the horse's innards out through it's neck and eating them.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 1:19 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV If you look like a pirate,
then speak like a gentleman...Gray gave Rose a pained look, over his shoulder. "Have you ever seen how hard a clay golem can hit? Because I'm assuming not, if you think this is going to be much of a fight at all." He rubbed Pilot's back gently. "Okay, calm down Munchkin. I'm sure Adiemus is fine."
He sighed. Really. These two were going to be the death of him.
Gray strode quietly into the stable, noting that Adiemus seemed to be in great health, as the large horse peered at them over the door to his stall. "There, you see. He's very much uneaten," Gray said, setting Pilot down so he could go over and check the horse. "Hey there, my lad. How are you?" He stroked the horse's neck as Adiemus snuffled around on his shirt, trying to see if Gray had any hidden sugar cubes lurking there, snorting loudly when he didn't find anything. Gray noted the boy curled up in the corner of the stall, assuming this was the culprit who was trying to "eat" Adiemus. He cleared his throat gently. "Ah...hello there?"
...and no one will notice
you have a heart like a pirate too.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 1:26 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ "Fight or no fight, it would be badass to watch one of your golems punch someone's face in," Rose replied and looked past Mr. Gray, looking for any sign of someone eating the horse. He didn't see anything. How disappointing.
He watched Mr. Gray pet the horse with a frown, before noticing something orange in the corner of the stall. "Isamu? What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be staying at the infirmary with that creepy nurse?" He bombarded him with questions, wondering why he would be in the stables of all places. Sure, it was probably a nice temperature for him, but still. It was weird. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 1:39 pm
Is having someone I can trust too much to ask for?
"He's gone," Isamu muttered as he laid there in the fetal position, hiding his face in his knees, "And hes not creepy. He is my Otets...." he added. Isamu didn't feel like getting up to greet Rose, even though he would normally be eagerly hurrying over to him brimming with excitement. He felt sick to his stomach and all he wanted to do was hide from the world.
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