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 Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 8:48 pm
*Kero still hasn't awakened by the time it is time to cook dinner...*
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 8:56 pm
So Lyssan calls the dragons in to help her cook dinner. With them peeling the vegetables and stirring the pot as needed, between them they create a thick savory stew. She pulls a tray of biscuits from the oven and smiles. "Yep, I still gots it... Luna, dear, we need butter from the fridge... can ye show Luciel which crock it's in. And a jug of milk... you two haven't been drinking enough of it... especially you, Luna... either ye drink milk are chew on some bones... ye need some calcium."
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 8:58 pm
*Luciel groans, but serves up the milk*
Mama...what's wrong with Kero...he's just sitting there...like he's dead...
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 9:09 pm
"He's thinking, dear heart.... just wave a bowl of that stew under his nose... to let him know we're eating. If he's ready, he'll join us, if not... I'll warm it for him later." says Lyssan dishing up the stew. "Luna, go wash up, you have flour on yer nose."
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 9:15 pm
*Luna starts to whine*
Dun wanna wash....
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 9:17 pm
"Do you want me to wash ye instead?" asks Lyssan walking her way with a damp rah in her hand.
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 9:22 pm
*Luciel chuckles when Luna stands firm...as stubborn as her daddy*
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 9:48 pm
Lyssan shakes her head and leaning down vigorously wipes off the small black's nose. "There... now ye look presentable. Ye should always look yer best when coming to the table, little one... It makes for a more enjoyable meal."
"Ow... ye rub too hawd..." moans the dragon.
"Well, iffin ye had washed yer own nose, it wouldn't have hurt at all. Now let's eat. Did ye extend our aromatic invitation to dinner to Kero, Luciel?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 10:17 pm
*Luciel nods*
Yep...he's awake now...
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 10:21 pm
"Good..." says Lyssan, pouring a big bowl of stew for Luciel. SHe then make two smaller bowls for Luna and herself. "Don't ferget to blow on it, Sweetie, or ye'll burn yer mouth." warns the kitsune reaching for a biscuit.
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 10:42 pm
*Luciel smiles as Luna blows, dumping more salt into his own....and ignoring Lyssan's glare*
Acid-spitters need salt...it's one of the chemicals we use to create our acids...
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 10:50 pm
She rolls her eyes and begins to eat, offering to butter Luna's biscuit for her if she wants it.
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 10:54 pm
*She tries to...but the butter she slices floats up...forms into a humanoid figure...and dances a jig before reforming into a soft square...Luna's biscuit opens itself up like a dragon's mouth, pursuing the butter, which now takes the shape of a fish...and the biscuit the form of a dragon's head...and chases after the fatty fish, eventually capturing it...and then reforming into a normal buttered biscuit and setting down on Luna's plate...with not even a crumb spilled...or a drop of butter on the table...Kero is standing in the door, a dark glow around one hand*
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 11:04 pm
"Show off..." grumbles Lyssan with a wink.
Luna hasn't seen Kero yet and is staring at her biscuit like it's a brand new toy. "Make it dawnce agin, Mommy."
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 11:10 pm
*So Kero does make it dance again...the makes it come up to her and break apart...the largest piece forming a mouth, and another piece zooming close as the biscuit-mouth speaks*
Open wide, Luna...
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