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 Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 12:27 pm
Completely ignorant of Daixen's assessment of him, Adrastos gave the odd, squishy chair a few more pokes before glancing back up at the girl. "Chocolate? Really?" He then occupied himself for a few more seconds, trying to stretch his tongue down to lick the chocolate off his chin. Failing at this, he shrugged, promptly forgot about it, and resumed poking the chair. "Where'd this thing come from, anyway? I've never seen a squishy chair before," he pondered.
Turning to Miwa, he calmly informed her, with the air of someone who was doing her quite a favor, "There aren't anymore." Nodding matter-of-factly, he grinned to himself and decided he wanted to see this "bean bag" thing more closely. Without any more warning than the grin (Which tended to mean he was up to something), he launched himself headfirst into the back of the chair, landing himself squashed between Daixen and the chair.
((xDD Ignorance is bliss.
... Dras is the ultimate proof of this. >>))
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 12:39 pm
"I'm not crazy!" Daixen protested indignantly, sticking his tongue out at the fox. "Just special. Sane and special." Looking back from Miwa to the chair, Daixen shook his head slowly. "I... don't know. It was here when I got here," he answered after a few moments of thought. He'd thought of the bean bag chair as just there, but now Adrastos was making him curious and begin to wonder about it. He'd taken it for granted once, now it was quite different.
A startled cry left the cat's lips when the bean bag shifted and he felt the weight of the older cat squished between himself and the chair. He had to shift slightly to accomodate for the other's presence (Daixen wasn't about to give up HIS seat), tilting his head curiously. "What... are you doing?" A pause, as his thoughts went to the now gone brownies. Poking the older cat's stomach, he chided lightly, "You're going to get faaaat if you keep eating all the good foods, like brownies and chocolates and cookies."
Not that Daixen wouldn't eat 'em in a heartbeat.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 8:25 am
She gave a small sigh and got up. "Here Adrastos, you can take my seat!" She said happily as she got her stuff and walked to the corner of the room, where she ploped down all her stuff. She still watched the two cats and laughed. Then looking at herself, realizing she was the only fox child there, she doubted they cared but it just made her think.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2007 4:36 pm
"Hm?" He glanced around as Miwa left her seat; Who was she giving it to? Adrastos? Whozzat? He pondered, as Daixen squirmed over to make room for him. The oversized kitten was so accustomed to being called by his nickname, Dras, that he couldn't quite identify the name Adrastos with himself.
Blinking at the poke to his stomach, he glanced up at the dark blue feline in curiosity. "Fat? Gear says I have a really fast mekbalism," he informed her with a knowledgable nod. He hadn't the slightest clue what "mekbalism" was, but it sounded right. She had said that his was fast. He took pride in this, since he considered speed to be a good thing no matter what the context. ((-Immature snicker goes here-)) "So I won't get fat," he finally finished his line of thought.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2007 8:39 pm
((-snickersnort-))
Daixen pushed the older cat from his seat once Miwa offered hers, offering Adrastos an innocent smile. As the older feline spoke, Daixen tilted his head slightly in confusion. "Mekbalism?" Now, he'd never heard of such a thing... But he had heard of Gear. And 'mekbalism' did sound like some sort of machine-type mechanical word...
"Are you a robot?!" he yelped in surprise, staring at the other Wayward in shock.
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2007 1:46 pm
“I think he might have meant metabolism…” She said giving a small laugh as she watched the two cats. She said as she shook her head after Daixen’s response. “Sometimes a do wonder.” She said to herself as she pulled out a novel from her bag, beginning to read it.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 9:04 pm
Dras yelped as he was shoved out of his oddly comfortable perch. Feeling entirely unoffended, though, he hopped into Miwa's abandoned seat with a grin. "Let's hope Adrastos doesn't show up looking to sit here, eh?"
"Ehhh? A robot? I don't know what that is, but I know what I am, so I don't think I am one," he replied with a brisk nod.
"Metabolism...? Yeah, I guess that could be it." He eyed the fox with interest. She certainly did seem to know a lot of things.
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