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 Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 9:19 pm
It was far too noisy here, Ciúin didn't like it; not that he could hear what the noise was all about [properly]. But that just made it all the more annoying to him. The one good thing about this place: the buffet. Miles (to him) of food, laid out for the eating, his enjoyment. That was the only enjoyment he'd get around here anyway, he was sure of it. Despite his sour mood, he kept his apathetic expression visible. He wouldn't have his mother, Moira, think this was a bad idea, even if it was. She was just trying to help, right?
Ciúin plodded over to the buffet line for the fourth time. His rumbling stomach barely felt like he'd eaten anything. He wanted to rectify this. He grabbed a plate and began filling it with various pizzas and other food stuffs. He hadn't even shown any interest in the game area or the prizes that could be won.
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 10:07 am
Izzy was glad to be taken to a loud, raucous area filled with lots of other children. The boy had become craftier lately in getting what he wanted. Dominic would generally reprimand him and try to make him stop, but what Dominic didn't know wouldn't hurt him.
It seemed like the buffet was endless as Izzy prowled the backside of it. So many other kids to get a taste of. He wasn't paying any attention to the actual food, instead Izzy was eyeing a rather peculiar boy piling his plate high with food.
He'd already bitten a girl in the ball pit, satisfying himself for a little bit as she ran off screaming to her parents though Izzy was sneaky enough to burrow into the balls and hide there until they told her it was her imagination. Now he was hungry again and needed to try some new blood, but how?
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 8:36 pm
Ciúin had the feeling he was being watched, he wasn't sure why, but he just had this unshakable feeling. It was unnerving and he most certainly didn't like it. But every time he looked around, he didn't see a single person really paying him much notice. Weird.
As he filled his plate to capacity, he began to walk back to his table, mouth nearly drooling from the site of the food. Buffets were godsends, he swore it. To his surprise, when he returned to his seat, his mother was nowhere around. He shrugged, paying it no heed and began happily chowing down. His tail wagged slowly back and forth and he swung his feet. He was kinda liking this place.
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