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 Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 11:48 pm
You're Coming With Me takes place in the Jaradin Dorms. Alette and Beatrice have been living together since Alette's arrival. Alette plans on asking Bee to come with her to the Christmas Ball and expects her to agree! The two are very close, after all.
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 11:56 pm
Alette was fidgeting.
It wasn't like the young woman to be nervous about anything. Ever. Yet tonight was very important. Tonight she would be asking Bee to attend the Christmas Ball with her.
She highly doubted the other girl would refuse her offer. She was madly head over heels for Bee, no matter what anyone else might think, and she was at least 98.95% certain that Bee felt the same way about her.
At least, she thought that. She was pretty certain.
"Al, what has gotten into you, eh?" Jukkapari chided playfully, brushing between the tomboy's legs in a rather feline-esque motion. She held the form of a spotted genet, now. It was that funny thing that Al kept seeing in the swirling mass that had been talking to her for some time now.
As cute as this little, ring-tailed form was, she just didn't feel it was quite right. Cute, but not right.
"Just nerves is all, Juk."
"You know she is going to say yes. No sense in getting all uptight about it, huh?"
"Well... Yeah, I reckon. Y'gotta be right, y'always are, Jukka."
"Duh. Why wouldn't I be?" The saucy daemon grinned wolfishly up at her human, her little snout wiggling. "Besides, I'm you, after all. Does that mean you are always right?"
"Oh shush, you bad thing." The girl chuckled, some of her anxiety relieved with this simple chatter between herself and her other half. She finally summoned up the will to open the door to the dorm room she and Bee shared. Held tightly behind her back was a small bouquet of flowers. She didn't have much money, so it wasn't something spectacular, but she had managed to pick it up in town earlier that afternoon.
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 4:41 am
In the room the two girls shared together, Beatrice was sitting at her vanity brushing her hair.
Nyruliae, Bee's daemon in the form of a raccoon, sat at the edge of her human's bed. She watched Beatrice with a particular interest, head tilting off to the side. Classes were over for the day, and yet still brushed out her hair. This was around the fourth time today or so. Who was she trying to impress? Her hair wasn't that messy, anyway. Then again, it was just like Beatrice; always primping and planning.
"Any special ocassion?"
It was at this that her girl paused, gazing over at the fuzzy daemon with bright blue eyes. A smirk graced her lips, an amused, almost confident expression. That look would have been a decent enough answer as far as Nyruliae was concerned, but the girl didn't disappoint. She would go on to answer her daemon's question.
"Of course there is," she explained, the brush going through her hair once more. "The Winter Ball is coming up, and I have to look my best." Beatrice then stopped brushing again and glanced at the door. Alette would be back soon. Turning to her daemon, Bee then whispered in a hushed tone, "Not only that, but Al is more than likely going to ask me to go with her, and I want to make an impression."
She nodded at this, and Nyruliae only shook her head with a smile.
Oh, Bee! She knew that the two girls had feelings for each other - why didn't they just go out and say it already?
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 5:02 am
"Bee?"
Alette called out as she made her way into the common room. The girl was bundled up tight, wrapped in a thick, dark jacket and scarf that her aunt had sent with her when she had made her way to the college.
At the time she had felt it was frivolous. It never really got that cold at home. She most certainly didn't feel that way, now. Never had she dreamed it would snow quite like this. She was more than thankful that the flower shoppe in town had a few things growing indoors. Else the frost and snow would of killed everything else.
She set the flowers down long enough to slip out of her jacket and scarf, then scooped them back up and hid them. They were supposed to be a surprise, after all!
"Get on with it, would you? Weren't you the girl bragging about how fast she was just the other day? Slo-oooow, if you ask me. I'm surprised I'm not a sloth."
"Can it, y'spotted menace." She threatened playfully as she made her way to the room that they shared, hoping that her friend was home. She rapped lightly on the door before pushing it open.
"Beee-eeee!"
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