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Post by Julian on Jun 26, 2008 17:45:37 GMT -5
*Admittedly, a room not often used by him or his mother, but with as much company as they had taken to having, Julian understood the importance of the kitchen. He dug through several cabinets before procuring a small basket of apples. He held them out to the newcomer in offering.*
"Better?"
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Post by Wanizame on Jun 26, 2008 17:51:13 GMT -5
It brightened and wiggled its fingers before grabbing the basket and padding to a corner to crouch down over it. A whole basket!
The merman trilled excitedly and stuffed the treats one by one into its wide maw.
"Thanks for apples. Care care nice house."
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Post by Julian on Jun 26, 2008 17:55:59 GMT -5
*Julian nodded appreciatively.*
"It is. My mother designed and built it."
*He smiled, standing near it to observe, but not so close as to be threatening.*
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Post by Wanizame on Jun 26, 2008 17:58:47 GMT -5
When it had put down a few of the apples, it hopped around a bit, looking for a place to "hide" the rest for later and paused, looking into a crockery on a counter.
"Care care find mother? Care care not have mother-father, told shark."
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Post by Julian on Jun 26, 2008 18:07:30 GMT -5
*Julian frowned for only a moment. Then realization struck him.*
"Oh, no. I am not Erik. Erik is my mother. I am Julian."
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Post by Wanizame on Jun 26, 2008 18:10:22 GMT -5
The creature frowned in the middle of trying to stuff apples into the crock of flower.
"Not Care care? But...dead-face under..."
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Post by Julian on Jun 26, 2008 18:17:08 GMT -5
*Julian smiled softly.*
"He has given me a great many things. I share many of his qualities. I am sorry for the confusion."
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Post by Wanizame on Jun 26, 2008 18:22:03 GMT -5
"Oh."
When the crock was full, it hopped around the kitchen looking for more hiding places.
"Care care made babies?" it trilled and thrust two apples under a stool.
"Julian. Where Care care, Erik?"
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Post by Julian on Jun 26, 2008 18:24:39 GMT -5
"He did." *Julian answered, a hint of pride hiding in his voice, but it faded at the second question.*
"He...left. For a while. I am waiting for him to return."
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Post by Wanizame on Jun 26, 2008 18:40:51 GMT -5
"Shark wait too?"
Unable to find anywhere to hide the last two apples, it stuffed them into its mouth and left the basket on the floor, shambling back over to Julian and plucking at him, sniffing and prodding his face again.
"Care care baby pretty. No smell, though...s'okay." It let loose a series of clicks and nuzzled against Julian's chest.
"Shark take care while Erik not-here."
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Post by Julian on Jun 26, 2008 20:51:41 GMT -5
*Julian leaned back at the unexpected touching, but did not move away.*
"If you are his friend, I see no reason that you should not stay and wait with me."
*He lowered his eyes with a shrug.*
"Though I may not be good company."
*He knew that his social skills were not...traditional. And he was busy working on his new project. It could leave him...distracted.*
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Post by Wanizame on Jun 26, 2008 20:57:04 GMT -5
"Pretty good. Shark doesn't talk."
It snapped its jaws closed and shambled around the kitchen, bored with it, wandering into another room and trilling with excitement as it found more things to touch and explore.
"Smell dead in house. Pretty have care long-sleep?" Its wide mouth turned downward and its brow furrowed, remebering when Henry had fallen asleep and never woken again.
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Post by Julian on Jun 27, 2008 5:57:33 GMT -5
*Julian followed along behind it, trying to keep up with the conversation, as it were.*
"No." If I get at what you're saying.
"But someone else did. Recently."
*He thought to Grantaire, most of whom was still arranged carefully in his room.*
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Post by Wanizame on Jun 27, 2008 9:12:08 GMT -5
((Most of whom. Ew. XD))
"Oh."
It found a piano, attracted by the contrast of black and white, and plucked at it, shrieking at the first "chord" it produced under the wide fingers, the white membranes flying up over its eyes and its jaws extending out, working mindlessly.
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Post by Julian on Jun 27, 2008 11:04:33 GMT -5
((Is it bad that I'm totally crushing on him? I guess he *is* strangely attractive for a fish man.))
*Julian winced slightly at the disharmony, but sat near the creature.*
"If we are to keep council...what is it that you would like me to call you?"
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