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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 3:26 pm
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The playroom was empty, but Earako didn't mind much. Da' would be around to pick her up eventually, and until then, she'd entertain herself. It'd been a good day, but with perhaps too much running around. The little Albino bat was ready for some quiet time.
She'd already exhausted the promise of colouring, keeping her own flesh clean for once, out of respect less for her father and more for the fact he'd promised that he'd take her toy shopping if she would just stay white for a week. It seemed like a small price to pay, even if her skin seemed so terribly dull without anything on it. She really WANTED to give herself tattoos again. But as her Da' said, People in hell wanted ice water. She wondered why.
A small crash distracted her from her thoughts. The city of blocks she'd been busily constructing had suffered a minor earthquake. Oops. Reaching over, she began carefully reconstructing the bridge that had collapsed, humming softly to herself as she did. An observer might find the sound a bit strange, high pitched and breathy, but Earako liked to sing.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 3:46 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 4:18 pm
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There, the earthquake damage was officially repaired. Proud of her work, Earako allowed her humming to take on a triumphant rhythm, it sounded almost like marching music. Now, she could put in that forest she'd been planning. What was a city without a forest? Everyone loved trees. And maybe a cave too. Da' said bats lived in cave. He even called her room 'the cave' because she kept it so dark.
The opening of the door had no effect on her. Which isn't to say that she didn't notice it, Earako had exceptionally good hearing. She simply diregarded it, assuming it was somehow unrelated to what she was doing. Her Da' talked about that too, and said she had 'tunnel vision'. It meant that she could only see one thing at a time. Or something.
As the forest took shape, her humming began to go up in pitch, becoming higher and perhaps even uncomfortable. Not for her ears of course, she was attuned to high sounds but whether others would find it enjoyable... well... Earako had a very 'unique' definition of what was musical.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 4:12 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 5:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 7:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 2:21 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 3:29 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 3:57 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2006 5:56 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2006 4:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 7:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 7:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 7:51 pm
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"Da'!" Earako jumped to her feet, rushing across the room to throw herself into her fathers arms. Giggling as she was lifted up into the air and swung in a circle, she wrapped her arms around her Da's neck and twisted to peer at the boy who she'd been playing blocks with. He'd turned his back to them, which was kind of weird, but she wasn't going to say anything. "Bye!" She called out, and in her enthusiasm the high nature of her voice got just a little piercing. Not that she noticed.
Michael, for his part, frowned a bit at the boy's strange behavior. Well, whatever. He didn't have the time to go around worrying about everyone's children, and if someone else's kid was going to act funny, well, as long as it didn't bother his daughter... and she didn't seem bothered. "Did you have a good day at school, Beautiful?" He asked, ruffling her hair lightly.
((Thank you! I'll change the header to FIN))
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