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 Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 10:20 pm
*Kero doesn't care about the pot...he casts a small stasis spell on it, to keep it from boiling over, and pulls Luna over into the rocking chair, gently cuddling her and comforting her with a song...as he rocks back and forth...and back and forth...and back and forth*
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 11:06 pm
She snuggles down into his arms and sighs, closing her eyes and listening to his song. Ever so slowly she falls asleep, succumbing at last, her body becoming like a limp rag in his hands.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 11:19 pm
*Gently he sets her into her crib, laying her head onto her pillow, and goes back to his cooking*
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 5:43 am
*When Luna wakes up from her nap, the ship is filled with the smell of chicken, searing in a pan...there is definitely some vegetable in there as well...and to her distress, she also smells carrot...Kero, meanwhile, has gone to talk to Prince, wondering where they would find the lighthouse of Heat*
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:24 am
Luna sleeps for most of the afternoon, and when she wakes up she tummy is growling. Sleeping with such wonderful aromas drifting about the ship makes one's appetite blossom. She has the fairy help her out of the crip and wonders iffin she can talk he Damma into making the bed lower. She had grown used to her comfy old bed and although she likes the softness of the new one, it is far too much like a cage to make her feel easy.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:29 am
*Kero is in his kitchen, having finally wrested the location of the island out of Prince...it's in the Mediterranean...off the Sahara...which he expected...trouble is...they're in the Pacific...around the ring of Fire...*
*When Luna comes in, she gets a plate pushed under her snoot...chicken, browned in butter and spices...carrots, chopped up and fried in the same, then coated with a glaze of ginger ale...and tortillas, coated in melted cheese....*
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:36 am
She is a little put off by the delivery system, but the meal looks so delicious, she digs right in, even eating half of her carrots, after licking the sauce off the other half.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:43 am
*Kero looks at her plate...and laughs*
Well...so I've finally found a way to get you to eat healthy carrots...fry them in a pound of butter and chicken drippings...
Anything you want, Luna...some improvement on the room, perhaps...
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:58 am
She takes him by the robe and pulls him down to her room and angrily kicks the bed. "Owies" shes says with a muttered draconic curse..
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 7:02 am
*Kero shrugs*
Don't kick things...now what's wrong with your bed, Luna?
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 7:11 am
She sends him an image of a caged animal and looks at him expectantly.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 7:14 am
*Kero thinks about it, sending her an image of the magic embedded in the crib...a golden bubble around her...to keep her safe at night...then sends her an image of the animal simply unlocking the cage whenever it wants, and going free*
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 7:17 am
She cocks her head to one side and looks at him quizzically. She is openly confused. The bed is way too high and she has found no way to lower the side on her own.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 7:22 am
*Kero pulls some tools out of the Void, and sets about fashioning some stairs, and cutting a door into the crib...now she can simply walk up to it, unlock it, and go in and out at will...he puts her in the crib, and shows her how it works, then sets her back on the floor, telling her to go play...they'll try the new crib tonight...and see how it works...*
Remember, Kiddo...no going on deck...and no going in my room...if a door is shut, leave it be...
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 11:10 am
Luna tests the new door to her crib a few times then goes off and begins building with her blocks, painstakingly piling them up into a tower, one block at a time. The fairy however has decided her role in life just then is to knock it down, which results in some rather furious arguments.
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