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 Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 10:48 am
Moé blushed, placing her hand on her cheek.
"I-I was just too enthralled and excited, you know... first time being close to you in a week..."
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 11:07 am
"...Forgive myself for putting you in such a state of disarray." Caleb replied, looking down at her.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 11:09 am
Moé wailed.
"No, Sir. I... I... I realy... liked it."
[[LOL]]
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 11:14 am
Caleb started to turn red. "....I do not understand why." He replied.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 11:19 am
Moé smiled very sweetly and warmly.
"Sir... when you're close to me, I feel like my heart is going to explode; not from pain, but from joy. I enjoy being with you due to my love for you, Sir... and the joy filled my body so much that I fainted."
[[XD]]
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 11:31 am
Caleb did not respond, he just kept looking back at her.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 11:34 am
Moé then developed a pit of sadness in her stomach, and she looked away somewhat coldly, and, suddenly freezing, she rubbed her hands on her arms.
"Nevermind, sir..."
She quietly walked out of the parlor, towards the kitchen.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 11:39 am
Caleb watched her leave. He turned back to the fire. Placing the fire poker back into its holding device.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 11:41 am
Moé began to make some rice-paste/mochi, and after mixing all the ingredients together, she began to violently pound the paste with a hammer. This made such a loud, cracking noise that it could be mistaken for a gun bullet, but she continued.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 11:49 am
Caleb turned his head. He began walking to the kitchen, and saw his student, seemingly angered at the odd dish she was creating. "....What are you doing?" He asked.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 11:52 am
Moé looked up sullenly.
"Rice-paste. I remember Lucy asking me a small while ago to make some for their bakery, since I get a lot of popularity there for my strawberry cake and key lime pie."
She looked away.
"I give all the money to charity though."
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 3:25 pm
"...Does the...paste have to be hit so fiercely?" Caleb questioned.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 3:31 pm
Moé nodded somewhat coldly.
"The quality is determined by how fine the paste is."
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 4:03 pm
"...I will leave you to work then." Caleb replied. He turned around and left the kitchen.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 4:04 pm
Moé finished a minute later, and then went to follow Caleb.
"S-Sir..."
She looked up at him when she found him.
"I'm sorry. It just made me very upset when you seemed so indifferent to my plight of love..."
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