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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 5:54 pm
Luna sighs heavily. She'd love to go upstairs, but the steep stairs to the upper deck are too much for her without her wings and she's far too heavy to ask the fairy to carry her that far.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 5:57 pm
*A knock on her door is heard...Kero, sensing her boredom, had sent for his godson to come and play with her*
Hewwo, Luna...Unca Kewo said I could pway wif you...whatcha wana do?
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:15 pm
Luna is ecstatic even if it is the odd creature that popped in on her the other day. She drags out a game board and when the timer goes off offers to have the fiary play as well. Should be right up Kero's alley... "Candyland?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:17 pm
*Kero nods...then stops her when she starts to unpack the board*
Wet me do it....*His eyes focus for a second...then the game opens and all the pieces fly out and set up on their own...the cards even shuffle themselves*
I tewekinetic...I can move tings wif my mind...wike mama and my sistew and bwothew...
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:26 pm
Luna nods and does the same, moving the pieces about the board. It isn't as easy for her, but she can do it and this impresses the little quetino. The fairy, not to be outdone, flies over to the board, picks up a piece and moves it too, causing them both to laugh.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:30 pm
*Kero laughs out loud, his mental voice filling the other's ears*
Okay...Luna...why don't you go fiwst...
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:39 pm
She pulls a card with a double purple and quickly moves her marker ahead.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:44 pm
*Kero rolls his pupiless eyes and moves his marker ahead as well...the game lasts for an hour...then Kero telekineses it back into its box*
Wow, Luna...you weawwy wewe wucky...nine doubles in a wow...
*Thinks...*
Wets go pway hide and seek...ow tag...
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:50 pm
Luna looks at him when he suggests tag and begins to cry. It is then that he sees her wing, strapped to her back. She turns away and begins to put her toys away in a listless manner.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 6:57 pm
*Kero moves over to her, and taps her on the shoulder*
We couwd pway swow tag...ye have to wawk...ow swither, in my case...no fwying ow running awwowed...and ye have to wawk swowly...unless someone howwews timesnap...mama taught me how to pway...says Unca Kewo taught hew...yew just need a big open pwace...wike de deck of a ship...or a big woom...and no mattew what...ye awways have to stay on da gwound...whatcha say?
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 7:11 pm
Luna remembers a large room, with tattered paper laterns and a dusty old stage at the back of the ship. she takes him down to the once proud ballroom and shows him the door... Kero recognizes it instantly as the room where the ship's one ball was held.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 7:19 pm
*Kero's eyes light up*
Hey...thewe was a baww hewd here wonce...I was dewe...I danced...wif mama...and I sang...wif a cwazy piwate...
*Gets an idea*
I can wemembew it...why don't I cast a speww Unca Kewo taught me...and we dance befowe we pway?
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 7:25 pm
Luna cocks her head to one side. "Dans?" she asks in puzzlement.
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 7:34 pm
*Kero concentrates...and creates a shaky illusion of people dancing at the ball, having loads of fun*
That's dancing...wanna twy?
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 8:25 am
She looks at the illusion, examining the various people from Kero's memories, spies Kerobian standing at the edge of the room talking to a funny looking female who looks like a human with long flowing red hair except for the fact that she has a large fluffy tail, whiskers, two perky upright ears and skin covered by a short reddish brown fur.
"Who dat?" she demands, jumping around in a circle. She is trying to dance but she doesn't seem to understand the concept of moving to music, perhaps because Kero has forgotten to add any to his illusion.
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