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 Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 4:50 pm
Sora watched Miquelet's unusual drinking technique, giggling. He pulled the glass away and smiled, hearing her tummy rumble. "Your welcome, love. And it seems someones hungry. What do you want?" he asked, holding her hand and blushed a little along with her.
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 4:56 pm
well, I don't want... to be any trouble... but if it wasn't... a bother... some soup would be good...
*miquelet held Sora's hand a little tighter, showing that whether he went to get something or stayed here with her, both were equally good...*
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 5:15 pm
Sora smiled and nodded. He thought for a minute, than looked at her. "I don't know your preferences...but is there a certain type you would like?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 6:18 pm
I am not finicky... whatever you choose... I'm sure it'll be fine...
*miquelet had never been a picky eater... early on, before anyone had found her, she had to fend for herself... this taught her that there were times when taste didn't matter, where survival came first... because of that, she didn't have much of a problem with anything, although spicy foods got her a bit flustered...*
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 6:37 pm
He kissed her fingers and smiled. "I'll suprize you, how about that?" he said, as he got up, looking down at her. He kissed her hand one last time, as he walked to the kitchen to make her some soup.
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 6:44 pm
okay... I'll be right here...
*miquelet waved a light goodbye, and went about trying to get a little more use out of her arms, at least... it wouldn't do for her to spill the soup if he was going through the trouble of getting it... she slowly lifted each arm, and outstretched the fingers... she felt the fatigue setting in, but continued for a moment longer, trying to get a little more endurance... she did the same with her other arm, and then stopped... if she did too much, she might over-exert something... there was no need to hurry, asides from her own feelings, that is... she clenched one hand into a fist, determination sparkling in her eyes...*
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2005 7:23 pm
Sora returned, watching her lift her arms. He let out a small laugh, carrying the bowl of creme of chicken soup, a hearty soup with small pieces of chicken, carrot, potato, and celery. He sat next to her once more as before, placing the bowl down.
"Need me to help you, love? Or can you get it?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 10:26 am
*miquelet let her arms fall back to her mattress, and looked up at Sora... she gently shook her head, and slowly picked the bowl up...*
no... it will be good practice... my arms could use a little more work...
*she lifted the spoon, and sipped at the soup... it was very good, and just the right temperature, not too hot or cold...*
it's good... thank you...
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 12:45 pm
Sora giggled and let out a small blush. "It's my mother recipe. She used to make it all the time, if before she..." he stopped talking, as i his throat itself didn't want him to say it. He looked at her, and smiled. "Is there anything else you need?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 3:28 pm
*miquelet noticed his pause, and realized what it probably meant... she decided not to press the matter, and went back to the soup for a moment... she ate about a third of it, and set the bowl down... she looked over at Sora, and motioned for him to sit next to her...*
just stay... and talk with me... for a moment... your presence is all I require...
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 3:51 pm
Sora sat at the edge of the bed, looking at Miquelet. Never had he seen her in this condition. He hated seeing her not in physical pain, but just not functioning right. A small tear ran down his face, as he placed a hand on her leg, rubbing it gently, not only to console her, but possibly himself.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 3:53 pm
*miquelet put her hand over Sora's, and squeezed it softly... she didn't quite know what he was upset about, but whatever it was, they could get through it together...*
what's wrong...? you shouldn't cry... like that...
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 3:59 pm
He looked at her, harder than before. As he felt her hand on his, he cried a little more. "I hate seeing you like this... I hate seeing you in bed partially disabled and in pain. I want yoou to feel better now..not later..."
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 4:02 pm
some things take time... remember when we first met...? it took time before we... knew our feelings... it took time before... we told each other... some things can't... be rushed...
I do agree with you... that it'd be... nicer if I... was up to par... but this isn't so bad...
*hesitatingly, miquelet reached over, and wrapped Sora up in an awkward one armed hug...*
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2005 4:06 pm
Sora smiled, even though she was unable to move well, she still showed er affection. he pat her back, than pulled away and layed her back down. Giggling slighty and laying down next to her, he whispered into her ear. "You can't get better if your flailing around everywhere..." he said, with a small laugh following.
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