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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2009 8:23 am
Dritan had come with his mother and his brother as they all when to a local strip mall were they could resupply the art studio with stuff they had run out of, mostly Val's matterals for her blow glass art. Getting out of the car and heading towards the art store until one of his wings, the one that loved to eat all the time if it could. Picked up the sent of bakeing sweets and started to nibble on Dritans arm inicateing that it wanted the sweets and then then the rest of them also wanted some.
Lightly taping them all to behave and that they were going to the art store and not the bakery. Just as the cranky wing bit his finger hard when Dritan gave it a tap. Telling him that it wanted to go to the bakery right that second. Not wanting the rest of them to get the same idea and turned to his mom. "Mom is it alright if I head for the bakery instead of the art store?" he asked. Val stopped and turned to Drez and Tarth. "Will the both of you go and get the needed supplies. Also order the other materals I need for the glass art. I'm going to take Dri to the bakery and when the both of you are done come and join us." Drez just nodded as she handed him the list to give to the manager of the art store and smiled as he heading with Tarth to get the needed supplies.
"Lets go," Val said as she took Dritans hand and with all of his wings chirping as they were going to get sweets. "Also try and keep all of them under control,"
"I will try, Mom. But no promices as they all love sweets," He answered as he smiled as he also like sweets as well. The both of them head towards the bakery.
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2009 10:42 am
 'Zuba sat in the bakery, nibbling on a maple-creme filled doughnut. She'd shirked her babysitting duties for today, leaving the house before Mother could even ask. She had a whole box of pastries on the table in front of her; the way she figured, if she came home bearing gifts of sweets, Mother couldn't stay mad long. She glanced up as she heard the bell on the door ring, curious. She saw a little boy with...mouths on his wings? She tilted her head to the side, quietly observing the little one. He was an adorable little toddler, that was for sure. Though, the mouths on his wings did look oddly familiar, but she just couldn't place where from.
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 7:50 am
As they had entered as the wonderfull smelling sweets greeting them. All of the mouths were getting very excited and started to bob there heads the closer the got to the front of the store, the more it was hard for Dritan to contane them all. He was already holding his most greedy wing mouth in one of his hands were it woulden't steal from the the other people eating there sweets. Stopping for a second when he spoted the other that sorta looked like him, but different. But in those split seconds of him stoping in front of her table did his upper left one, his cranly wing mouth wasn't going to wait any longer despite anything Dritan said or did. He wanted one of those sweets now and took one for itself and the others hearing its munching all followed sute.
"Stop it all of you," he said to his wings. "Its not polite and they weren't yours," As he tryed to get them away from the others pastries by hitting them lightly or pulling them away. Seeing that all of them had downed almost all of the pastries. "Sorry about that," he said with a head hung low that he couldn't control them to behave. "I will get my mom to replace what they have eaten." As his upper right one, the lovey one reached over and gave the girl a small licky kiss for the sweets it had eaten as to try and make up for its behavor. "Sorry once more," he said a little sheepshy, not knowing what to do with his wings, he love them but they could be a pain in the butt some times. As Val just had to smile and giggle as she had seen what had happened and walked up to the counter to order a lot of sweets and some to replace what the wings had eaten for the girl.
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 5:37 pm
 'Zuba blinked as her apology/getting-out-of-trouble pastries vanished in a flurry of feathers and teeth. Her eyes widened as one of the culprits licked her cheek, her hand reaching up to wipe away a slimy crumb. Eww... Still, she offered a small smile to the little boy, who didn't seem to have much control over them. "'S okay; don't worry." She said, reaching out to pat the little blonde on the head. "Can't control?" she asked, curious as she looked to the pastry-stealing wings. Seeming to remember her manners, albeit a bit belatedly, she held her hand out to the boy. "Name's Azubahiel...'Zuba. You?" she said, properly introducing herself to the kid of the many hungry appendages .
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 4:10 am
Dritan was releaved that she wasn't mad that his wings ate her pastries. "I'm still sorry about it." he said as his wings seddled down for at least now.
He nodded to her question. "Its mostly when they are hungry or want something really bad" He stated. All of his wings were looking around but at least not trying to eat things, expet for his hungry one was nomming on the table a little and Dritan gave it a little slap to behave. "I'm Dritan," he said and each of his wings gave a little squeek. "And I'm Val, his mother." she said returning to the table with a lot of different pasties for shareing and handed 'Zuba a box to replace the ones Dritans wings ate. "You might want to keep those out of Dri's wings reach." She said winking and patting Dritan on the head and all he could do was to smile sheepishly. "I hope that you don't mind if we join you?" Val asked.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 3:41 pm
 "'S okay. Don't worry." Azubahiel said, shaking her head a bit. What was it with younger children and apologizing? Of course, she was ignoring the fact that she apologized twice as much, but that wasn't the issue here, now was it? "'S nice to meet. Name's 'Zuba." she said, smiling lightly and letting out a small, amused chuckle as the wings squeaked; apparently they were introducing themselves. How adorable! She then looked up as the adult handed her another box of bakery goods, almost refusing before she realized they were to replace the ones she'd bought for Mother and the others. "Thank you." she said, moving them onto the chair next to her and, hopefully, out of the hungry appendages' reach. "'S nice to meet, too." She then waved her arm to the empty chairs across from her. "Be my guest." she said, smiling; she didn't mind the company at all.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 7:44 am
Dritan smiled and glad that she wasn't mad. But it was in his nature to apoligizing as much as he did as his wings did get him into alot of trouble that he sometimes didn't want, it was just something that he had to live with.
Takeing a seat next to his mother and across from 'Zuba. Val slid another plate full of pastries on the table and his wings showed manners in not eating them at least not yet. "You can have some too, 'Zuba," Val said as she had bought enought for all of them including the wings. Dritan taking a chocolate covered one and started to eat it. "So what brings you here?" Dritan asked 'Zuba, wings still meekly looking around the place.
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Posted: Fri Apr 03, 2009 6:05 pm
 "Thanks, ma'am." 'Zuba said, nodding her head once as she took on of the sugary delicacies. She nibbled on it a bit, thinking of how to answer the question without sounding too selfish. "Came to get away. Just for a bit." she said, nodding. It wasn't exactly a lie; she had come her to get away....from the possibility of baby sitting the gruesome twosome. "Why you here?" she asked softly, looking curiously at the younger child and his rather sentient wings. The other spawn's reason probably made more sense then her sugar-coated reason.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 1:33 am
"Your welcome," Val said with a smile as she thought 'Zuba was a very nice gal and sorta figured out why she was here too but kept it to herself as she ate more of the sweets.
"We came to get some art supplies for out art studio, but my wings smelled the sweets and wanted some and comming here was better than getting bitten," Dritan said as he had gotten some bites but most of them were just nibbles, but he had seen what his wings could do when they are angered from the techs before his mother got him. Now his wings were politly nuzzleing Dritan for some sweets and he gave each one of them there own.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 6:40 pm
 "Art studio?" 'Zuba murmured, her interest perked. "Awesome. Sorry bout biting. Not so awesome, huh?" She watched as he fed the wings, interested. Seemed like everyone else had cool, sentient body parts.... "Have names?" she asked, motioning to the munching appendages.
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2009 8:19 am
"Yep, my mother is an artist and so is my brother and I'm just learning from them," he stated as he was very proud of what they both could do and wanted to one day blow glass like his mother. "Maybe sometime you should come over and see some of the blown glass stuff my mother has done," he added in which Val gave a slight blush as she didn't think that she wasn't that good and it wasn't her main occupation as well. "It ok, most of the time its just nibbles," he said. He thought on that question for a second. "No they don't. I haven't thought of anything they liked for names." he said as he did try to give them names before but they hated everyone he had given. "One day they mignt as I get to know there personalities correctly," As he did know what there base personalities were but he knew there was more just under the serface.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 2:08 pm
 "Lucky." 'Zuba said, envious of him. She wasn't very talented when it came to the arts; hell, she was lucky if she could manage to draw a stick figure. "Would like that. Like looking at art." She loved looking at it, even if it did seem to taunt her for her lack of creative ability. She nodded; that made sense. That way, he could come up with the perfect names for them. "Ah.....see." she said, smiling lightly.
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 9:53 am
Dritan smile as he was lucky that he had a family like he had. "Well you should come over sometime, I can show you some of the art and we can also make so art as well," he said as he looked at his mother and she gave an aproveing nod. As he fed more of the pastries to his wings.
"Well once they have names, I will come and tell you what they are," Still smileing as he ate a pastry of his own.
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 3:06 pm
 The older spawn offered a small smile to the younger one. "That'd be nice." she said softly, nodding. 'Course, she doubted that she'd be able to make any art, but she could always appreciate and view the art they'd made. "'Kay." she said, nodding. She nibbled on her pastry thoughtfully, questions mulling around in her skull. "What kind of art?" she asked, wondering what kind of works the younger one did, her expression showing her interest in the matter.
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 6:02 am
Dritan has gotten excited at the fact that Zuba wanted to come over and do some arts and his mind was going a mile a minuite to figure out what he was going to show her and also what to do and to make sure there were supplies were stocked when she did come over.
Dri gave his wings some more pastrys as he thought on her question for a second. "Well I know how to paint with finger paints and with brushes," he said and smiled as most of it was just kid type of arts as he needed a lot of practice in a lot of things. "Well most of what I do is just kid arts as I'm still learning, but my brother taught me how to make cool feeling clay beads and after they are fired then glazed and then fired once more to make the colors bright. Also with the clay you can make other things as well," As he had made intersting shaped things with the clay that make his brother giggle at him at the feeling of them. "One day I want to work glass like my mother does," he added.
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