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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2004 4:26 am
Coming soon, a Cerridwen and Lyve original...
*drumroll*
SWING DANCE CLASSES!!!
Stay tuned!
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2004 4:27 am
A soft purring can be heard from the darkest corner of the feli house. Someone is certainly having a great time over there! The purring is soft, gentle sounding, and constant. When one approaches the corner, there can be seen a light violet coloured feli kid curled up in a small ball, eyes wide open watching the feli house, completely contented.Snookie Lyve on the other hand had just strolled out of the bathroom. This was his third time taking a bath today, spending a night in the woods made him feel so dirty. And he hated feeling dirty. HATED it. After all, his whole life he'd been pampered, he shouldn't have to feel dirty. Ever. However, a loud..purring noise had interrupted his musing. Where was that coming from!? Uuugh, whatever. It was starting to bug him. Annoyed, he took a glance around the room. Cerridwen continues to purr softly, and sees Lyve coming towards her. She remains in place, preferring for him to come to her. She liked to meet others, but only on her terms.Snookie Seriously, WHERE was that COMING FROM!? It was starting to drive him insane! His tail twitched back and forth as he strained to look in every nook and cranny of the room, finally spotting a small ball of light violet fur. He reached up and brushed a strand of 'hair' out of his face, after all, even if this thing was annoying him, he should look his best. Right? His chest puffed out as he strutted proudly over to where the kit lay (something he picked up from one of Fallen's other pets). Cerridwen pretends that she hasnt noticed Lyve heading over in this direction, and instead begins to casually clean the fur around her celtic marking, on her rear haunch.Snookie Wait. Something was wrong with this picture. Attention was not being paid to him? What!? No, that most definitely wasn't right. Once he got closer to the kit, he cleared his throat and stared at her expectingly. Cerridwen lazily shifted her eyes over to Lyves form, appraising him as a jewler would an emerald. Once satisfied with what she saw, she looked away again, pausing for a moment before sedately returning her gaze to him, and gracing him with a smile.Snookie Fiiinally. Sheesh, you'd think she'd be jumping for joy to have him in her presence! You know, since he's completely amazing and whatnot. He nodded at her politely and sat down, curling his tail around him. "Hello. And who are you again? Don't think I've ever seen you before.." Cerridwens delicate lips parted for a moment, while she pondered his question. "I don't believe I have made your acquaintence sir, but since you asked, my name is Cerridwen." she replied evenly, her voice melodic and soft. She gave Lyve a friendly smile, asking "And you, good questioner, what might your name be?""Lyve. My name's Lyve. And regardless of what anyone else might try to tell you it's only Lyve." He was, of course, refering to Manxy. Even though she hasn't called him 'pillow' in a while, he still wanted to make sure no one else started to call him that."Lyve? Thats an interesting name sir. From where does it originate?" Cerridwen asked, genuinely interested in the name. She continued making appraisals of him every few minutes, in an attempt to memorize him, so that she will never forget his name. She so hates to not know who people are."I think Fallen said it was Norwegian. Means 'Lie'. She got it from a song title or something.. That's just how she is." He sighs, almost a bit embarassed about how much his owner tends to obsess over things..Cerridwen nodded, taking in this information. "Well, I think its admirable that your owner has taken the time to learn enough about another culture and language to be able to name you a Norweigan name." she said matter of factly.Snookie He laughed a bit. "No, she's just obsessive. I blame that Nilsen guy.. Ever since she started to like him she's been really into Norwegian stuff.. Kind of annoying actually.." Cerridwen smiled politely, not sure why Lyve would think such a thing was annoying. She would love to learn about different cultures. "Who is this Nilsen person you mentioned? Are they an artist? A writer? Or a musician perchance?" she asked demurely.Snookie "He's a muscian. Kurt Nilsen. She tends to listen to him and all these other 'Idol' people.. I don't like them that much." Lyve never liked anything that much. Only old rat pack and swing music. That was his kind of stuff. Cerridwen nodded slowly. "Musicians can be great motivators of society, perhaps you should listen to them simply to understand better the driving force of American culture? Simply as a sociological experiment of sorts." she said smoothly, adult words emerging from her adorable kid sized mouth.] He blinked. Wow, she used bigger words than both Mo and Edge combined. And he never thought that was possible! "I usually stick to my own music.. When I was a kit I found all of this vinyl and an old record player.." Hmm, those were the days.. Of course, that was one of the only things he remembered about being a kit..Cerridwen derived a secret amusement from his being surprised by her vocabulary. She nodded understandingly to his reply, and before answering him, she paused to consider his viewpoint. "I understand, on the one hand, it is always easier to stick to what you know, as the saying goes. But, if ever you find yourself looking for a change, sometimes a glimpse of what others enjoy can be very refreshing." She paused again, pondering his second train of thought, "Vinyl and a record player? Ah, I assume then that you are a fan of the things they refer to as 'Retro'? And, by retro I am not referring to the late 60s/early 70s disco, as many do. I am thinking rather of the world war two era, and the 50s which followed." she finished with a secretive grin."Maybe I'll hijack Fallen's CD collection, then. Try to see what she likes so much about these Idols.." He shrugged slightly and then grinned at her second statement. "Yes! Big Band and Rat Pack and Swing and Jazz.. I love all of that! In my opinion it's still the greatest type of music around.." Fiiinally, someone he was able to talk to this kind of stuff about!"Cerridwen smiled wider at Lyve, making sure not to seem like a goofy kid while doing so. She was beginning to approve of him heartily. "I enjoy that particular generation of music greatly myself." she said, humming a few bars of some old Benny Hill. "I have been trying to find a place where I can take some feli swing lessons, but so far am not having much luck. Do you have any suggestions for me, on where to look for a skilled teacher?" she asked curiously, sure that a fan of such good music would know where she could learn to dance along with it in an appropriate style."I wish I knew.. Hey, I can help you look! I wouldn't mind taking swing lessons either!" Wow, now this was strange, Lyve actually excited about something!? Getting him worked up over something in a positive way usually took hours, and Cerridwen had managed to do it in mere minutes.Cerridwen's eyes positively sparkled at this suggestion. "I would really appreciate your help! And we could take the lessons together if you wanted, because they do advise that you bring a partner to the lessons. Since both of us are interested, it stands to reason that the only logical thing for us to do is practise together. Perhaps we would have more fun that way than by being surrounded by strangers while attempting to learn something new." Cerridwen stated, knowing it would be much easier for her to learn if she was able to have a dance partner she was comfortable with.
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2004 4:58 am
Another day... Snookie FINALLY. He sat up and shot her the dirtiest glare he could muster as she ran off and then began to dust himself off. UGH he was FILTHY now. Great. Just great. "Hello Cerridwen. Thank you for helping to get her off me.." "And youre very welcome! It was the least I could do for a friend.""I was thinking about the dance studio thing.. And I went searching-" Wait.. Lyve actually DID something for once!? "-But I couldn't find any.. So I came up with the idea about starting our own!" He beamed at the kit, he always loved when he came up with good ideas.Cerridwens face lit up at this suggestion. "That, sir Lyve, is a fantastic idea! I wonder how many other felis will want to join...and, would we be the teachers? Because if so, we will have to start to teach ourselves first!" she said, excitement flushing her petite face.Snookie "I know, isn't it?" He grinned widely, chest puffed out as he basked in the glory of his idea. "I'm sure we can find something that teaches us how to dance.. I'll make Fallen look.. And then we can search for music!" Wow, now he was really excited about this, VERY strange for Lyve. Cerridwen grinned at Lyve with uncharacteristic abandon. "Well, I know you'll do an excellent job of finding music, I'll look for some dancing shoes and maybe outfits for us to wear when we're teaching. How about a zoot suit, would you enjoy wearing one of those?" she asked happily.Snookie WOW! Just the thought of wearing a zoot suit made Lyve like this idea even more! "I'd love to wear one! Does this mean I finally get to wear a fedora too?" His tail swayed back and forth happily. Cerridwen nodded, "Well that's a manditory parts of a zoot suit...in my opinion at least." she replied, secretly thrilled by Lyves excitement. "What colour would you like?" she asked, curious to hear his preference.Snookie "Any colour's fine! I'm not picky!" Actually he was, but how many times does he get the chance to wear a zoot suit!? Cerridwen smiled, "Now now Lyve, you know that deep down you have a secret favourite colour of zoot suit! C'mon, tell me your hearts desire." she finished, nudging him playfully.Snookie "Probably black.. Or maybe a dark blue?" He grinned and glanced at the ground. "Oh! I took your advice and listened to some of Fallen's music.. And I didn't like it very much.. It was loud and screamy." Cerridwen paused, thinking, her delicate brows creased. "Well, most zoot suits are most stunning in lighter colours...how about a white one? or a yellow one? You would look quite dashing in either colour." she said, smiling widely. "And I'm glad you did! Do you think her choice of music says anything about her?" she asked, interested in what he had learned, if anything of course.Snookie "Oooh, I'd like a white one, it'd match my collar!" What did Fallen's music say about her? "Well.. I'd guess her music would say that she's very.. out there?" Cerridwen nodded "White it is! You'll look very fetching in white." she said, blushing a bit, she might be a kid but having lived so many lives, she knew exactly what flirting was and always blushed like mad when it happened, even if she was the one doing it. "Thats an interesting observation, its loud right? So maybe it means that shes very outgoing as well? And, did you listen to the lyrics at all? Sometimes that can be insightful also." Cerri said primly.*Mel walks outside the feli flap still playing afi songs and he looks around* Hrmmm.... *he walks around and suddenly, is that a kit? And hrmm who's that? Lyve?* Hi you to. Snookie "It was very loud. I think it busted my ear drums.. I actually don't think I got a chance to listen to the lyrice.. It was so loud that I flung the headphones off.." He reached down to the CD player, pressing the play button again, flinching a bit as it played. Even though he didn't have the headphones on it was still loud.. "Two times and it has rendered me punch drunk and without bail. Think I’d be safer all alone. Flys in the vasoline we are, sometimes it blows my mind, keep getting stuck here all the time..." Cerridwens eyes widen, "My goodness! You're quite a large feli! Are you an elder then?" she asked, trying hard to be polite but she was so curious, she had never seen an elder feli before. Cerridwen looked at Lyve thoughtfully, "Have you tried turning down the volume?" she asked with a twinkle in her eyes "Seriously though, what do those lyrics mean to you?" she asked solemnly.*Mel nods and bows* I'm your father's brother. Mel, and yus I'm and elder *he looks at lyve and pokes him* don't speak to me then, I should poor dirt all over you for that *he jokes.* What are you listing to? "It's loud no matter what volume it is." He stared at the CD player which was still spitting out lyrics. "I just hear some guy singing about vasoline.."Cerridwen smiled gently at Mel "Well sir Mel, I am delighted to meet you. I did not know I would be meeting my uncle today, and it is a plesant surprise." she said, meaning every word. *Mel smiles* Hai, and your? Err lemme see your pinkish and... ahh you must be cerridwen. *he patpats the top of her head* Hello kiddo. *his tail twitchs and a guitar solo from son song plays and then he prods lyve* HELLO ARE YOU DEAF? I'VE SAID HELLO THREE TIMES TO YOU; LYVELyve jumped. GAAAAH. He didn't even see Mel there! He was way too excited about this dance studio to even pay atention to anything else. As soon as his heartbeat returned to normal, he looked to Mel. "THANK YOU FOR SCARING ME HALF TO DEATH!"LP *Mel snickers* Well, lyve you are quite welcomed. It's my pleasure. *he bows and smiles very widely* I'll do it anytime. So what in the world kept you from paying attion to meh? Besides the droll? *he points out all the droll on lyve's fur* that's just nasty. *he says trying not to bust out laughing* Cerridwen smiles when she hears Mel's reply, "Indeed sir uncle, I am Cerridwen. And that is quite a talent, being able to play music with your tail. Is it something that you learned, or does it happen naturally?" she said, curiously.Snookie "WAIT! WHAT'S IN MY FUR!?" Okay, cue spazzing time. Immedietly, he began to run in circles, trying SO HARD to look at his backside. SOMETHING WAS IN HIS FUR! NOOOOO. NOT GOOD. Cerridwen watched Lyve, concerned. She walked over and physically stopped his circling. "Stop Lyve, its just a bit of moisture right here," she said, wiping it off with her paw. "There, now its gone. No harm done." she said, smiling softly.*Mel patpats the kit* it just happens. It always has, it's funnn!!! I can play anything any time, any where and don't need batterys unlike those cd players* he glares at lyve* Snookie He blushed, quite embarassed that he just lost it infront of others. Out of breath, he turned to Cerridwen. "Thanks. I just don't like having things in my fur.." Cerridwen nods, "You're lucky to have such a natural talent sir uncle! And it was no problem Lyve, I'm just glad I could get it off for you. I know some felis really dont like having stuff on their fur, so I thought I would try to help." she said, smiling.*Mel snickers at lyve and then looks to carri* Right well I'm off to explore, see whom I might run into, I fancy one day soon I'll run into day again *he bows and walks off the song flowing from his pelt is that of a sorta a happyish tune yet it has the feeling that hte writer is looking for something that was lost, mel hums along with it. He takes his time thou. A moonlite stroll thru the flowers would be such a nice trun for the day.*
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