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 Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 6:48 pm
(Aaron and Ismerauda)
Aaron leaned on the handle of the shopping cart as he and David trawled slowly through the frozen vegetables section. Bored and seeing how smooth the cast-in-place concrete floor was, he grabbed the handle suddenly and took off running, hopping onto the bottom shelf and coasting down the aisle.
"Aaron! Quit that! Here, I'll push the cart from now on. If you can't sit still, go look at the books and I'll be there when I get done."
Aaron rolled his eyes and relinquished the cart begrudgingly, trudging out of the aisle and heading towards the non-perishables.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 6:55 pm
Outside of the aisle he bumped into Ismerauda. The small horse-footed girl had walked a short ways away from Bella (this seemed to be a habit with the absent minded Belune. Twas a good thing Hatty hadn't heard of it) She'd decided to do this so she could investigate a rather comfy looking beanbag chair but had bumped into Aaron before she got to it.
"Oh z-z-ohree. I apoologeese."
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 7:02 pm
Aaron's eyes widened in surprise and fear.
"Oh, nonono, I should apologize to you; I wasn't looking where I was going." A quick glance over his shoulder relieved him...David hadn't seen his blunder. That would have been way too embarrassing. Turning back, he gave the little girl a more relaxed smile. "I'm, uh, I'm Aaron?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2008 1:25 pm
Issy blinked a bit at his strange introduction. She wasn't quite sure why anyone might be confused on who they were but hey, this was a strange place, so she went with it.
Curtsying a tad, the girl introduced herself as well. "I'm Eez-mer-ow-dah. A pleesoor to meet you."
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 8:57 pm
Aaron hid a smile with his hand at the curtsy. Girls were so weird with all their sweeps and frilly things, like this girl's dress. Why couldn't they just be straight forward?
Well, this girl looked young enough that maybe he could teach her a thing or two early enough that she wouldn't turn out like every other girl (or those girls who hated boys....)
"Pleasure to meet you as well, Izmurradah," he said, butchering her name.
"Want to do actual fun things?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 6:23 pm
"Zjhoor." the child said, butchering the word sure about as much as he'd butchered her name. It was okay, she didn't mind a bit of off pronunciation.
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