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Post by Renn on Apr 21, 2008 16:14:59 GMT -5
*She raised her eyebrow as the thing that she'd thought was a cat changed. Well that was all right then.*
"Oh, no, you don't have to. We've got a spare room- you can stay as long as you need. There's just some, uh, ground rules."
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Post by Lyra on Apr 21, 2008 16:20:57 GMT -5
*Lyra looked up at her suspiciously. She wasn't so sure about rules.*
"Like what?"
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Post by Renn on Apr 21, 2008 17:17:58 GMT -5
"Daytime, my room if off limits. I've got this thing- really bad reaction to any sunlight, so, yeah."
*She thought for a minute.*
"Otherwise, normal rules apply. You know, no wild parties, no breaking things, no peeing on the furnature..." *she eyed the daemon.*
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Post by Lyra on Apr 21, 2008 17:23:47 GMT -5
*Why would she want to go into someone's mom's room? That was easy. And Lyra was fairly certain she'd never even seen a wild party.
But then she stared at Renn, her eyes wide, her mouth working as if Renn had just said something either entirely rude or murderously funny and Lyra couldn't decide which.*
"Pan's a daemon," *she exclaimed finally.* "He doesn't... pee."
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Post by Renn on Apr 21, 2008 17:28:38 GMT -5
"Joking! So totally joking," *she replied with a fangy grin.* "Sorry. I think I'm funny, at least."
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Post by Lyra on Apr 21, 2008 17:37:42 GMT -5
*Lyra's eyes opened even wider at Renn's fangs. Now she was caught between uncertainty and humor, for a different reason. Pan skittered up her arm to her shoulder.*
"Oh! I get it," *she said.* "Your, um, teeth are real pointy."
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Post by Treszka on Apr 21, 2008 17:55:22 GMT -5
*Treszka was hiding a huge grin of amusement behind her hand*
"Hehe...yes. Mom's teeth are unique."
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Post by Lyra on Apr 21, 2008 18:05:10 GMT -5
"What are you?" *Lyra asked tactlessly.* "Were you born like that? Hush, Pan, don't shush me!"
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Post by Renn on Apr 22, 2008 6:18:10 GMT -5
*She shot Treszka a half-serious glare, then shhok her head, turning back to Lyra.*
"No, I wasn't born like that. It's a long story," *she began delicately.* "Has to do with the light problem too."
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Post by Lyra on Apr 22, 2008 9:33:32 GMT -5
*Lyra's eyes narrowed, but in thought, not suspicion.*
"D'you drink blood?" *she asked, as if putting together a puzzle.*
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Post by Treszka on Apr 22, 2008 12:26:39 GMT -5
Well, that answers that question about her homeworld.
*She stood with arms crossed, though it was a relaxed gesture*
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Post by Renn on Apr 23, 2008 8:26:59 GMT -5
"Oh. Well. Er. Yeah."
*She shrugged, a little uncomfortably.*
"You're completely safe, with me, though, I swear."
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Post by Lyra on Apr 23, 2008 9:08:08 GMT -5
*Without warning, Lyra burst out laughing.*
"Oh, you were right, Treszka. Your mom en't like other peoples'. Just tryin' to scare me with stories!"
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Post by Treszka on Apr 23, 2008 12:50:37 GMT -5
*Treszka was actually finding the whole situation amusing, and was fighting hard to keep from busting a gut laughing*
"Er, actually, she's not really joking."
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Post by Lyra on Apr 23, 2008 13:01:16 GMT -5
*Lyra stopped and looked back and forth between Treszka and Renn.*
"Really truly?"
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