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Post by Tsuzuki on Aug 2, 2008 11:07:07 GMT -5
Tsuzuki took Wild back to his room in the Bates Motel. It was a small motel, not top of the line, but clean- Tsuzuki was glad. He couldn't afford any better. Clean, that is, until Tsuzuki had rented the room.
He put Wildfeather down inside the doorway and then carefully removed the slightly squished pastries from the crook of his arm. Not all of them had made it, as he'd been carrying Wild, and Tsuzuki briefly mourned for his lost pastries. He let out a gusty, forlorn sigh, staring at the five that were left.
Then he remembered his visitor.
"Well, eheh. Home sweet home, for the next couple of weeks."
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Post by Wildfeather on Aug 2, 2008 11:16:25 GMT -5
*Wild was standing in the doorway, looking around. She had an eerie feeling by being in this motel, but didn't quite understand why. She shook off the depressing feeling. She should be glad to have a roof over her head.
She looked over at Tsuzuki and heard his sigh over the lost pastries. She felt bad about them, and promised quietly to herself never to squish a pastry again - ever.
When she heard Tsuzuki speak to her, she looked up at him and smiled.*
"Diola lle."
((Thank you))
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Post by Tsuzuki on Aug 2, 2008 11:18:40 GMT -5
Tsuzuki looked puzzled. "Eh?"
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Post by Wildfeather on Aug 2, 2008 11:20:09 GMT -5
*Wild looked up at him and smiled.*
"It is the way my people say Thank You."
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Post by Tsuzuki on Aug 2, 2008 11:22:14 GMT -5
Tsuzuki smiled back at her, still a little confused. "Your people?" he asked cluelessly. "Parisians?" That hadn't sounded like French to him.
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Post by Wildfeather on Aug 2, 2008 11:24:52 GMT -5
*Wild smiled and shook her head, so her long, dark curls danced down her back.*
"No, I am not French. The Elves are my people."
*She showed him her elongated ears.*
"Didn't you notice?"
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Post by Tsuzuki on Aug 2, 2008 11:30:11 GMT -5
Tsuzuki's eyes nearly popped out of his head. "Wah," he said, and then, "You're an elf? That's- wow."
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Post by Wildfeather on Aug 2, 2008 11:33:23 GMT -5
*Wild looked up at him, afraid he would run away screaming.*
"You don't mind, do you? It's a little too late for me to change that now... you know AFTER I was born..."
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Post by Tsuzuki on Aug 2, 2008 11:36:22 GMT -5
"No, no - just surprised. Um. I didn't know elves existed."
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Post by Wildfeather on Aug 2, 2008 11:39:14 GMT -5
*She smiled back, while discreetly trying to hold up the ragged dress that threatened to fall off her body.*
"Well, now you know. And they are usually in better shape than I am."
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Post by Tsuzuki on Aug 2, 2008 11:43:24 GMT -5
"Oh! I forgot- the whole reason i brought you here- " Tsuzuki stared at his room for a minute, then dove for something on the floor. "Ah, no, where..." He made for the bathroom, stuck his head in. He emerged beaming, holding a towel in one hand. "Here you go. i thought you should get cleaned up. Here, you take a shower, or a bath, and i'll be right back."
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Post by Wildfeather on Aug 2, 2008 11:47:03 GMT -5
*Wild smiled and took the towel.*
"Thank you. I think I would love a shower right now."
*She went into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Then she dropped the dress on the floor and started showering.*
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Post by Tsuzuki on Aug 2, 2008 11:49:59 GMT -5
Tsuzuki left, taking some more money with him.
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Post by Wildfeather on Aug 2, 2008 11:56:13 GMT -5
*Wild came out after a refreshing shower, feeling like a complete person again. With her towel wrapped around her like a dress, she looked around in Tsuzuki's room and found out he couldn't live like this.
Wild snapped her fingers, and piano music started playing. When Wild was working with cleaning and washing up the mess, she sang one of her favorite songs, Caruso.*
((This is what she sounded like))
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Post by Tsuzuki on Aug 2, 2008 12:00:55 GMT -5
The door creaked open. Tsuzuki's head popped in and out again- he was checking to make sure she was decent. It took him a minute, outside the door, to hear the faint strains of music. He hesitated, then crept in, a bundle clutched under one arm.
Wow...
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