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 Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 4:14 pm
Erik glanced over to Berial, who was smilign now as Hubert waved the signs bck at him about stars and how they were jsut balls of gas, and Berial looking aghat and being adamant at hwo they were people looking over us.
"We don't need to tell him.. He does worry a bit too much.." He agreed silently. He didn't want to see Berial cry again.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 4:21 pm
"Thank you Erik" Reiha gave him a smile as she held her new book. She put the book away before she walked over to wrap some arms around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Oh Hubert we aren't talking about science. The stars can be balls of gas and still watch over us" she said good naturely. "After all, they would be so bored, just hanging in the sky, doing nothing"
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 4:23 pm
Berial grinned as Reiha came up and nodded waiting for Hubert reply. The octopus paud before rbigning out a sign.
'I suppose..'
Berial beamed at Reiha. "I knew you were right, Reiha.. Even Hubert thinks so."
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 4:37 pm
Reiha giggled and hugged Berial as she grined at Hubert. She knew that he didn't agree with her he just didn't want to aruge on the grounds of science when Reiha was just aruging spirtually. Those are completely different plains.
"I geuss he does. I'm hungry. Are you hungry Berial?" she asked him, smiling happily. She looked around, turning over to Erik. "When are we having dinner? Or are we just foraging for ourselves?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 4:39 pm
Erik chuckled. "I.. well what would you liek to eat? I'm sure I could try to cook something.." He said, smiling. He was a pit hungry himself.
Berial screwed up his face a little. His guardian was not the ebst cook. "abe we coudl order out?' He fofered weakly.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 4:53 pm
"I'll eat anything" Reiha told Erik honestly, her arms were still wraped aroudn Berial and heard how febal his attempt was to ask for ordering out. Given Berial's personality she would geuss he didn't want to eat Erik's cooking.
Though Reiha was young she had a strong feeling she couldn't cook ether. She could make simple stuff, sandwhiches, ceral ect. But she never atempted anything harder becuase everytime she thought about it she felt she would fail.
"I like pizza" she added suddenly, hoping that would help get Berial what he wanted.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 4:56 pm
Erik grinned feebly at Berial's words.. His cooking, could use some work, he supposed. "Pizza, it is then? Do you have any preferences on which type? Berial likes mushrooms."
Berial nodded vehemently. "Mushroom pizzas the best." He said. It was the type Erik ate as well, so they could always share a pizza. They'd done it often too, after Erik's little attempts at making dinner.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 5:07 pm
"Mushroom is fine with me" she told them both honestly. She meant it when she said she would eat anything. Reiha would. She couldn't ever remember going hungry but she could remember the feeling of starving. She never remembered missing a meal (without meaning too) but she remembered what it felt to miss all the meals.
So because of that she was never picky and would never be picky. Instead she smiled at them, "I never had one before. Adian always get pepperoini and some sasuage" She smiled happily.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 5:09 pm
"I'll get mushroom then.." He said smilign before departing into the kitchen to make the call. The pizza place was already on speed dial.
Berial waited until Erikw as gone when he sighed. "I.. Erik tries, but.. his cooking isn't very good. Pizza's much better.."
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 5:27 pm
"I don't think mine is ether" she said honestly "I mean I haven't tried I just...feel like that" she told Berial honestly. "Have you ever tried to cook?" she asked itnresting. Maybe no one can cook. It was just people on TV.
She never seen Adian cook. He's made a meal at times but she never watched him cook. Sometimes he's warmed up soup on the stove or something like that, where she could see but it wasn't like he cooked very offten.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 5:30 pm
Beria shrugged. "I dunno.. Erik doesn't let me use the oven.." He said plainly, though, he felt he could be a better cook than him. But then again, ti didn't take much to be a better cook than Erik. "He syas he'll let me once I'm bigger."
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 5:35 pm
"I bet you'll be a great cook. So I suggested the last game Berial. It's your turn to pick the game" Reiha told him with a smile. She wanted to stay entertained, nothing was worth then being bored to Reiha. So she wanted him to pick something to play. She also brought some water colors to play with.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 5:38 pm
Berial had to stop and think for a moment.. What did he want to play? He would have been fin with anythign she sugested, but trying to come up with something himself was a bit harder.
"I dun' know lots of games.." He admitted, thinking hard. Erik and him rarely ever played, Erik had also admitted to not knowing many games. If anything, Erik would read to him, or they'd color together, but that was about it.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 5:47 pm
"I have some water colors" she told him honestly. "I brought them with me. I also have some books. That's what I do. I read, some times I draw. Korbin tells me stories sometimes and sometimes I tell stories back. I'm not that good though. My stories are kind of perdictable" she gave a sad shrug over it. "We can do one of those. If you want"
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 5:49 pm
"I like coloring but I liek stories too. How are they predictable?' he asked, his interest now piqued. He liked story-telling. Reading itself, was another matter.
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