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Post by dakota on Oct 17, 2006 4:39:54 GMT -5
From the kitchen she could hear the fridge door slam, followed by the the microwave beeping, a clang of something hitting the floor accompanied by Kristian sputtering, the microwave stopping, him sputtering again about how hot it was, and finally , " Supper's ready." He called out.
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Post by shiivster on Oct 17, 2006 18:35:43 GMT -5
*finally emerges in another long-sleeved shirt, but the pants are a bit more snug, as they are made from lycra and stretchy materials but cut in patters of flames that started at the ankles. under the shirt its obvious that the same material is under the shirt for a top. Sierra smiles 'mmmm .. smells good. are you hurt? .. didn't drop anything on yourself?'
so, think this will do? .. its one of my aunts outfits. she did stuff with ... fire .. so .. ' *then semi blushes as her feet slide into a pari of half sandles .. 'mmm you did a good job .. ' *as she senses some other things going on in the room and remains a wee bit clueless about it* 'this used to come with this really sheer material and it floated everywhere .. but i dont think its what was needed. but i do have a crimson fringed .. shawl that will cover more. might even wrap it about the hips instead .. and look more daring .. '
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Post by dakota on Oct 17, 2006 20:00:17 GMT -5
" Um, uh, ... yeah, that'll be fine." Kristian stammered before recovering. " I'm fine, it was nothing." He grinned, pointing at the broken casserole lid on the end of the counter as he got out some plates. " but I had a fatality. "
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Post by shiivster on Oct 17, 2006 20:46:41 GMT -5
*looks at the lid .. and then at Kristien and back again. then looking at Kristien iwth a very worried look, having taken her cue from his grin, comments* 'oh my. i'm so .. so sorry for your loss. was it with the family a long time? ... ' *the tone of her voice fives way from the serious tone to one that barely contains the laughter that now dances in the eyes.
'sorry ... you seemed stunned by its loss ... thats all .. but dinner smells good .. ' *giggles and then sighs and moves forward to the table .. 'yup sure smells good' *then her hand reaches for the serving spoon to dish some out and pauses to look at him, eyes questioning as she asks 'want me to serve you too?./
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Post by dakota on Oct 17, 2006 21:52:43 GMT -5
" Cripes, next you're going to offer to chew my food for me." Kristian countered as he shook his head and began scooping out his own supper before taking a seat at the table acrossed from Sierra. without cracking a smile, he waited until she was about to take a bite. " The funeral will be tomorrow and 11. no flowers by family request. He took a bite without even a grin.
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Post by shiivster on Oct 18, 2006 12:07:03 GMT -5
* with the fork just touching the lips as he continues ith the 'funeral' bit .. just looks . then looks at him shocked, and then drops the fork laughing. covering the mouth to try and stop the laughter proves to be hopeless and finally admits 'faster at that than me. don't think i've every been that fast on the comeback, let alone that serious in the voice. and i'll make a note that if and when you need the food chewed to put an advertisement into the paper for a professional foodchewer.' *shakes the head and then comments as she dishes her own dinner up 'sorry i can't make it to the funeral .. but i will give work a moment of silence in honor of .. what was his name? .. his passing' [tag]
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Post by dakota on Oct 19, 2006 4:47:59 GMT -5
" You have to be quick on the reply with the animals I work with." Kristian grinned as he continued eating. " Let's just let the the subject drop,... oh yeah, thats what started it." He grinned again.
Once supper was done, Kristian helped with the dishes before going to change his clothes. He returned wearing a casual white short sleeve shirt and black jeans that were slightly too tight. He sat down to slip on his shoes. " Ready to go?"
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Post by shiivster on Oct 19, 2006 11:41:45 GMT -5
*looks up her teeth in one of the cookies from the freezer and then grins as she bites down and breaks a part off. 'yeah ... that must be really nice, the short sleeves i mean. anyways i got some cookies for the road' *holds up the bag of 5 and then moves over toward the door.
*slips her foot out and frowns at the tiny scales that show and then slides to foot back in. really gotta get me some more stocking material sometime. so .. lets go ' *then reaches for the door, the flame red shawl worn so that it covers one shoulder and is tied off in the front for the extra warmth when its needed* ...o0( i really hope i wore the right thing, cause if i copy someone, i really don't wanna get clobbered or have nothing to wear later. why am i worried? .. he'll help to keep me safe, and i'll watch his back .. and his ... )
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Post by dakota on Oct 19, 2006 19:39:32 GMT -5
" Once we get there, you'll understand why you can stop worrying someone might see you." Kristian responded. Just as the door slid shut, she felt his EMT jacket drop over her shoulders before falling in step with her," There, just in case, but to be honest, if people didn't know, they think you just knew a talented tattoo artist."
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Post by shiivster on Oct 19, 2006 21:29:16 GMT -5
' .. but .. what about you? .. isn't it against the law to wear one of these if you aren't one or something?' *then shudders slightly* 'well at least i'm learning to figure out who's what. just gotta figure out a way to narrow it down so i can pinpoint them out.
'anyways ... ' *pauses and looks about warily as they near the door heading out* 'so i hope this isn't gonna cut into your time. cause i dont want you being late for work or something ...
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Post by dakota on Oct 20, 2006 4:24:47 GMT -5
" No, it's okay, it's just cutting into how much time I spend working on your car." Kristian replied. " And it's those case for people you know you can't do much for them that are the hardest." He grinned at the cheapshot about her car.
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Post by shiivster on Oct 20, 2006 16:33:31 GMT -5
*just grins back at him and then looks at her beat up car that is now a resting spot for some of the gang .. and looks away. after about 10 paces comments quietly 'wouldn't it be easier to just junk the poor thing? .. you have no idea how much travel its seen since its not on one of the trailers like it used to be. then they gave it to me to use. poor thing, i swear, its like it dont like me. works okay for others, just not me .... '
*then chuckles and looks about with interest at where their headed and offers him one of the semi frozen cookies. 'best when cold".
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Post by dakota on Oct 23, 2006 4:40:04 GMT -5
" Don't worry about it. I'll get it going good. It's just about old enough to call a classic, so I'd hate to scrap it. May have to lay it up for a while though." Kristian replied, watching the kids on the car out of the corner of his eye. As they neared the store, Sierra's itching faded until Kristian was the only one she felt. " I'll call a cab and wait out here while you go say hello."
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Post by shiivster on Oct 23, 2006 10:36:15 GMT -5
*gives Kristien a quick flash of teeth as she suddenly smiles and leans over to give his cheek a fast peck 'thanks for being so good ... ' *then is gone with a turn and moves to the store behind him. still smiling she enters the store and then the smile really shows up more as she spots the man from before, and moves over.
*waiting till the customer finishes and leaves, Sierra looks about and seems to be rather content. when the customer is finished, she moves to the till and sets down 2 packs of cookies "here, just wanted to say thanks for the other day. everything turned out alright? .. here, these are for you" .. the look and smile she sends towards the door seems to speak more of her contentment than being in a strange city. 'you were nice the other day, just wanted to check that everything worked out good?"
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Post by dakota on Oct 24, 2006 16:33:28 GMT -5
" Things are fine, thank you." The store owner replied, taking the cookies behind the counter. " everything is back to normal, thanks to you. word got around about that punk getting his arm broke and his buddies are keeping their distance. They think I did it." He chuckled.
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