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 Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 5:24 pm
Prospekt jumped onto Stalword's back and rode him to the cattle. He hopped off then brushed them as well. He bushed the sheep, then began to examine the wool. It was good quality, and would bring in good money. Prospekt straightened. Then walked towards the tool shed. He retrieved a hoe, then set to work, tilling the soil in an empty patch. He stopped to wipe the sweat from his brow, then leaned on the hoe, tired.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 5:29 pm
Takara slowly approached him when she saw he was tired.
((he went a-whacking in the bush with his hoe! xd ))
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 5:31 pm
[[he did indeed. XD]]
Prospekt looked up at Takara. He smiled. "I'm surprised. I though for sure you had left by now." he said through deep breathes. He straightened himself to look more proper.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 5:34 pm
"I'll help..." Takara offered, quietly.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 5:44 pm
Prospekt's eyes widened. "Oh. Alright. Thank you." He said, surprised. He walked to her and held up the hoe. "You ever done this vefore?" he asked.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 5:46 pm
Takara nodded in reply. She took the hoe from him and began to work.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 5:53 pm
Prospekt leaned against the fence, recuperating. He watched Takara curiously. He wasn't sure what to think about the girl anymore. He thought she would leave in the middle of the night, let alone stay into the morning and help him. He walked over to her and, testing her, wrapped his arms around her and grasped the hoe where her hands were. "This way is more efficient." he said and then moved it in the best way he knew how.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 5:55 pm
Takara froze when he suddenly seemed to have captured her. However, she let him lead her along.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 6:02 pm
Prospekt worked with Takara's hands until he had created a rhythmic pattern. He pulled his hands away. "Try it." he said.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 6:03 pm
Takara was tensed, little an animal, even when he pulled away. She just numbly repeated the motion over and over.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 6:07 pm
"There you go!" Prospekt said being excited for her grasping the movement, as well as not getting hurt for his bold movement.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 6:09 pm
Takara didn't respond, except to continue what she was doing.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 6:13 pm
Prospekt frowned slightly. "You still don't trust me do you?" He asked seeing that she was simply repeating the motion in what seemed like fear of him.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 6:15 pm
Takara wasn't sure what this 'trust' was, but she knew it was not something she had with anyone. "No."
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 6:17 pm
"Right." Prospekt said looking down. He stood there in silence for a few moments. He looked back up at her. "I'm sorry." he apologized.
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