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 Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 9:18 pm
Private RP between Natsuki and We`rika
More information added soon
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 10:03 pm
"Wha' are ya watchin'?"
Sevilin peeked over the back of the couch as We`rika came out of the bedroom, changed into more comfortable clothes after work. Technically, it was the same thing just with less dirt and concrete caked on the shirt and jeans. He also didn't smell as bad. The little Frei moved over a cushion to give We`rika and his big mass more room to relax, completely forgetting the question as he smiled at his guardian.
The Huichol made a face. "Wha' are ya watchin'?"
"Oh! Hahaha I'm watching Wheel of Fortune! I love game shows!" His big blue eyes turned back to the screen as the second player spun a ginormous multi-colored wheel. Maybe We`rika would get him one of those if he asked.
"Ah..." The guardian simply nodded as if he knew what Sevilin was talking about. "Whas with all th'lil whi'e boxes?"
"Oh! Well the uhmm contenants... cont-contestants have to figure out the puzzle of what the words say! I'm not very good at it, but I can usually pick out a word or two! It's really fun!" Two boxes were flipped by a passing woman. "See? Now you try and guess the word! That one is eeeasy!"
We`rika sank back into the sofa, nodding and shrugging unusually disinterested with his charge's comments.
"Can you guess what it is? The clue at the bottom always helps out too. Can you guess?" When the shaman wasn't responding, the watery Raevan looked over who was about to fall off the couch he was so far down. Sevilin's soft smile grew into one of devilishness as he invaded his personal space. "Come onn! It's really easy! Why won't you play? Don't be a stick in the mud!! You have to know what it is We`rika! Don't you--?"
"This game is stupid..." Fed up with Sevilin's constant bugging, he rose off the couch and stormed into the kitchen, determined to look productive. He had nothing to cook (he hadn't in the last two days), but Sevilin didn't know that.
"It's not stupid..." Sevilin said to himself, thrusting his bottom lip out in a childish tiff. We`rika's words weren't harsh or loud, but they dripped with disgust and denial. Sevilin didn't really understand though.
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 11:56 pm
Natsuki paced back and forth throughout her house. It felt so empty aside from the times Rivener chose to stop by and visit Roux, but even then it was the raevan's private time, so she never intruded. In all her exhaustion, she unwittingly prepared dinner for three individuals, and being one not to waste a perfectly good meal, she picked up the phone and rang up We'rika's apartment.
"Hey, We'rika, it's me... Natsuki," she said as her words oozed exhaustion and she took a set at the kitchen table full of food. "I sort of made way too much food for dinner, and I was wondering if you and Sevillin would like to come over... and keep me company."
She didn't want to mention being lonely, especially since she knew We'rika and Sevillin could possibly not know about Chloe's disappearance. There was something comforting about the Huichol's presence, especially when he went out of his way to make her smile. She bit her lip nervously, hoping his answer would be a positive one.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 1:55 pm
When the phone rang once, twice, Sevilin assumed his guardian wasn't going to answer. He floated over the coach and took the phone from its cradle, giving the recipient a cheery, "Hell--!" Before it was snatched away by We`rika. "Hey!!" The little Frei's nostrils flared and his small cherry mouth widened in a distasteful frown. He looked like an irate pig. We`rika laughed. He always teased Sevilin that he looked ugly when he was mad.
The Huichol held Sevilin tight to his side so his flailing limbs couldn't grab the telephone. "What!" He barked, his grudge against Sevilin still lingering in his words. He quickly apologized when he found out it was Muffin on the other end. "Food?" His voice took on a more hopeful note just as his stomach growled, leaving Sevilin to poke him in the side curiously. "Sure! We'd love ta come over! Where do you live again...? uh huh.... Okay yeah I kinda know where tha' is.... I'lla be fine. Okay! I'lla see ya in a f--! Goddamni'! Sev'lin!"
"Byye!!" Sevilin had no idea who it was, but it didn't matter. Once he was done with the phone, he gave its irresponsibility to We`rika and he begrudgingly put it back.
"When ya pick somethin' up, is usually poli'e ta pu' i' back too..." This all coming from the Mexican ex-convict, but whatever. Just because he hadn't learned didn't mean Sevilin wouldn't. But Sevilin wasn't really paying attention. He wrapped his arms around the shaman's neck and waited for We`rika to tote him about. We`rika made a beeline for the bedroom and chucked Sevilin onto his bed before he rummaged through his two drawers of clothes, looking for something not streaked with dirt and construction miscellaneous. He pulled on a black shirt with an sketchy abstract angel clinging to his right side. Some girl had given it to him, claiming her boyfriend couldn't wear it anymore.
"What are ya getting dressed up for?" Sevilin tried to question calmly, but his words quivered with suspicion and worry.
"Dun fre', yer... coming... too!" He all but fell over as he tugged off his pants and put on a clean pair of jeans, hopping from foot to foot. Sevilin's face beamed with excitement. He was so easy.
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Two calls to Natsuki and three wrong turns from Sevilin's all mighty navigational senses later, they wound up at her house in Gambino. Rapping on the door, he took a deep breath that he couldn't remember exhaling.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 4:44 pm
"Coming~" Natsuki called, her voice ringing like a bell, as she hurried down the hall to the entrance. Opening the door, she smiled to see that Werika had a little friend with him! Her long red hair was pulled back into a lose bun, with hairs sticking out every which way. Faint freckles dotted across her nose and cheeks without the sanctity of makeup. Her gray eyes lacked their sparkling clarity. She looked worn and tired, her costume glasses finally became replaced with real ones. "Come on in. Whose your little friend, We'rika?" Natsuki said, peeking around him and waving to the beautiful little Frei. "My name's Natsuki, but you can call me Natchi. It's nice to meet you."
Pushing the door back, she motioned the couple inside, leading them to the dining room. Her steps were weary, almost zombie-like in nature. Natsuki was tired, and she had no qualms about just being a bum in her sleeveless t-shirt with a graphic pattern on it, and matching pin striped pajama capris. She padded along the hallway in fuzzy slippers, with her shoulders hunched a bit.
"I hope you are very hungry," Natsuki said, motioning to the dining room table. A gorgeous meal crowded the large table which sat 12 people. Roast ham, mashed potatoes and gravy, steamed and stir-fried veggies, fresh baked bread, sweet potato pie, and spinach and cheese casserole patiently awaited to fulfill their dinner destiny: to be consumed, relished, and devoured until the ravenous wolves were satiated. "I think I cooked a bit too much..." she said with a sheepish grin, bracing herself on the back of a chair.
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 3:27 pm
We`rika had to quell the urge to clutch his heart and swoon as his Muffin opened the door. Her lovely smile left the Huichol's lips to split into his own toothy grin, though it probably looked more deranged compared to hers. And though Natsuki was still his favorite silver tongued muffin, seeing her in her comfies made him relax. He didn't have to put on airs and challenge her like he usually did. Actually, he wanted to grab Natsuki and kiss every freckle on her face.
Goddamn! He was really horny! He looked over to Sevilin. He needed to kick the Frei out for a night and get himself a crack whore. It had been awhile, he hoped he wasn't frigid.
"Oh this is--" The shaman started unenthusiastic, knowing his charge would take over.
"Hi! I'm Sevilin! Nice to meetcha!!" The watery Raevan pushed his way to the front, his bright smile eclipsing all light in the apartment. "So you're Muffin, right?" He was rewarded with a dark hand slapped against his big mouth and a glare at the back of his head.
We`rika pulled Sevilin into the house and almost tripped over him at the orgasmic sight before him. "I'll say! Ohh mea'!! Delicious fillin' mea'...." He all but squealed in delight and gave Natsuki a satisfied hug.
Sevilin floated over to the woman's unoccupied side and whispered in her ear, "He hasn't eaten much in a few days--Owwwah!" He didn't deserve a bop to the head.
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Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2007 5:08 am
"Aren't you just a little heart breaker, Sevilin? No wonder Werika's been off his game lately?" Natsuki giggled, pinching the water Frei's cheek before giving him a soft peck on the cheek.
Normally, she'd wriggle her way out of the shaman's arms, swatting at him like a pesky fly or mosquito, but like at the summer festival, she merely leaned into his arms, welcoming the hug. Her brow arched in curiosity when Sevilin mentioned Werika's imbalanced diet. With a free arm, she pulled the little one into the embrace, rubbing her hand gently over the spot where Werika bopped him.
"Well, if that's the case, boys, I say we sit down and start eating," Natsuki said, patting Sevilin's cheek gently. Slipping out of Werika's arms, she wandered over to the table and pulled out the chairs. Loose hairs hung over her eyes, bare shoulders, and back as her hands tightened harder around the back of the chair designated for Werika. Her knees buckled causing her to fall forward, breathing heavily. "S-s-sorry about that. I've been so tired lately, but I'm glad you're here."
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