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Post by Riku Nomura on Nov 21, 2011 19:54:04 GMT -5
"Thanks. Can you help with the third bowl? I can handle the other two." He smiled as he began to mash. "Hey Neku, why does Angel act like he has a bone to pick with you?"
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 21, 2011 20:07:26 GMT -5
I can hear Darla laugh a little before she grabs out the cheese, cream, bacon, chives and sour cream. She sets them down before mashing her own bowl.
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Post by Sora Shimomura on Nov 21, 2011 22:18:35 GMT -5
Sora frowned a bit, "Sure, why not."
He walked to the kitchen to where the Turkey was, the kitchen bustling with people and sighed. Shaking his head he did the best he could to check on the turkey, Riku's question got him to frown.
"Leave him be Riku, let his issues be his issues."
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Post by Aqua on Nov 22, 2011 5:58:33 GMT -5
Aqua had decided it was best to do a little exploring, she had walked in on what seems to be where their going to dine. It takes everything in her to keep her calm exterior in place, "Real porcelain... and real ivory." She gives a low whistle and looks at the glasses. Seems to be three types, wine, "regular", and coffee. There was a strange set up of forks and knifes as well.
Oh dear...! She'll be needing to help us brush up on our table manners. How many forks, spoon, and knifes does one need?
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 22, 2011 6:06:06 GMT -5
My eyebrows shot up at Riku's question and I let out a sigh when Sora answers, "Although... If you really wanna know... You could take Ang out side and ask him..." I shrug and then groan. ''Darla...! You said we wouldn't need one of those thermometers thingies!" I glare my cousin as if she was really to blame, but she just continues to mash innocently.
Sighing in aggravation I shout, "Angel!" In a matter of moments he was at my side. "Alright... I need you to do some for... Don't give me that lost puppy-" The look on his face said that I should send someone else, he's worried. Then he looks at- "And no! I shall not send Neku out! He's a guest-" His eyes get big and he grabs my wrist in an almost vice grip, which he loosens quickly- "Angel!" I sigh as he drags me out so we can properly talk.
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 22, 2011 8:01:49 GMT -5
I growled, watching the way Angel was acting towards her.
"THat's why," I said to Riku, jerking my head towards the door.
Grah! It just... it just ticked me off! I had to grind a heel down on my temper. What was going on with that, anyway? I don't usually have a temper like that...
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 22, 2011 8:19:23 GMT -5
"Angel, please!" I sigh at my friend. "No... No way in hell would i send Darla of all people!"
"Sora, Shiki, Riku, even Aqua! Anyone, but me," He says frantic. "Just don't send me...!" And I sigh and growl.
"Fine! You go in there and you make sure my supposed perfect day goes that way while I go and get it," Growling I walk to the front door. "Stupid, fricken men...!" I then grab my keys and purse. "Anyone want to join me? No? See you in ten!" And then I leave.
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 22, 2011 8:38:48 GMT -5
I twitched as I heard the door slam. Taking a glance out, I noticed that Namine was gone and Angel was still stalking around.
I closed my eyes and took my frustrations out on muffin batter.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 22, 2011 8:47:53 GMT -5
((Hmm... Darla's POV))
The tension in the house increased when Namine left, I can only gather that this was NOT how things were meant to play out. But I just smile at everyone, "Lets make this the best Thanksgiving for the Princess, alright?"
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 22, 2011 9:25:10 GMT -5
I disliked Darla. But I could handle her; and she was right.
"Alright," I said. "So, what next? Muffins are baking, cornbread going in next."
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Post by Aqua on Nov 22, 2011 9:50:32 GMT -5
Aqua had quickly set down the knife she had been examing when Namine had stormed past. Frowning she walks into the kitchen, "Is everything alright in here?"
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 22, 2011 9:57:08 GMT -5
I nod to the blue haired lady, "We're good... But could you help Neku prepare the salads?"
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Post by Sora Shimomura on Nov 22, 2011 10:13:12 GMT -5
Sora watched the exchange between all of them and his eyes narrowed, if there was something he didn't enjoy: it was men who didn't know decency to women. Yeah, like he was one to talk...those days may have been long over, and he did annoy Ms. Prissy a LOT... but he never crossed the line or did anything out right insulting.
He wanted to do something about it, but it really wasn't his call as much as he hated it. So instead he pretended to preoccupy himself with, however as he did cross Neku he whispered.
"Counting to ten and imagining yourself beating up Mr. UnChivalrous will help reign yourself in for today. Trust me, it works."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 22, 2011 10:21:25 GMT -5
I grinned.
"Don't worry about me," I muttered back to Sora. "Who has to imagine when they can toss salads, beat batter, and mash potatoes?"
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Post by Riku Nomura on Nov 22, 2011 10:25:05 GMT -5
"That's nice to know." He said to Neku as he finished mashing and began to add some spices. His nerves were already getting on edge but kept it to himself. Angel was already rubbing him the wrong way and a pissed off Riku is not something you want. "Hey Neku, how did you and Sora meet? I'm very interested in knowing." He asked trying to break the tension.
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