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Post by Christi on Nov 29, 2010 21:54:14 GMT -5
"There... there isn't anything wrong with that, is there...?" Serafina asked, hoping she hadn't just been annoying.
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Post by Zaku on Nov 29, 2010 21:55:12 GMT -5
"No."
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Post by Christi on Nov 29, 2010 21:56:37 GMT -5
"Oh, alright then," Serafina said with a smile.
Alexa shook her head, unable to recall what she'd been saying, "I guess I should probably show you around the place a bit."
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Post by Zaku on Nov 29, 2010 21:57:33 GMT -5
Sharon goes back to her work.
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Post by Christi on Nov 29, 2010 21:59:13 GMT -5
Alexa started off for the kitchen with Serafina happily following her, starting to chatter incessantly to Alexa while asking all sorts of questions.
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Post by Zaku on Nov 29, 2010 22:00:48 GMT -5
No one is in the kitchen.
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Post by Christi on Nov 29, 2010 22:03:57 GMT -5
Alexa gave a relieved look at that, heading in to finally get herself something to eat.
Serafina paused a moment in thought before giving a bright smile, stopping Alexa from getting stuff out, "I'll make us something."
"Oh, no, don't worry about it," Alexa said, a bit startled.
"Nope! It'll be good. You just go and sit," Serafina said cheerily, browsing for ingredients.
Alexa hesitated a moment before sighing and sitting down, deciding to just leave her to it.
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Post by Zaku on Nov 29, 2010 22:06:06 GMT -5
Any ingredient she could possibly want is here.
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Post by Christi on Nov 29, 2010 22:08:57 GMT -5
Serafina gathered up what she'd need to use, singing to herself while she cooked.
Alexa watched her curiously, hoping that she actually could cook and that it wasn't about to become a disaster area there.
Serafina eventually finished, serving Alexa up first with a meal that actually looked and smelled quite delicious, "There you go."
"Oh, uh, wow. Thanks," Alexa said, a bit surprised.
Serafina gave a bright smile, getting her own plate dished out to sit and eat herself.
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Post by Zaku on Nov 29, 2010 22:11:28 GMT -5
It does look delicious.
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Post by Christi on Nov 29, 2010 22:14:25 GMT -5
Alexa dug in, still quite hungry after skipping her breakfast earlier.
Serafina ate her own food, happy that Alexa seemed to be enjoying the meal. She got up to help in cleaning the dishes once they were both finished eating, Alexa feeling a lot better on a full stomach and chatting with her cheerfully as she led her to where the rooms were to help her get one picked out.
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Post by Zaku on Nov 29, 2010 22:17:25 GMT -5
They find a nice one for her.
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Post by Christi on Nov 29, 2010 22:21:01 GMT -5
Alexa got her set up, chatting for a bit before finally leaving her to her own devices.
Cory made her way to the viewing room where Nami was curled up to read, giving her a little wave in greeting before making herself comfortable on a couch and slipping her headphones on to listen to music on her MP3 player.
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Post by Zaku on Nov 29, 2010 22:24:02 GMT -5
She sits there for an hour or so.
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Post by Christi on Nov 29, 2010 22:29:09 GMT -5
Cory eventually turned the music off, slipping off the headphones and letting them rest around her neck before contemplating on what she could do with her time. She was still a bit too sore to get back into her training, and probably would be for at least a couple more days yet. She mulled over it a bit before heading off to the kitchen with the decision to bake some Christmas treats to occupy her time with, always getting too antsy when she had to sit around with nothing to do.
After a bit, Nami set out for the city with the small list of shops she had researched to check out and see if they might have any books there that might be of interest to her, having taken the time to learn Russian in case it was needed to talk to the owners or the employees. She paused as she passed by a small music store, having had something catch her attention through the display window. She contemplated on her path a moment before turning back to enter the store, gently knocking the snow from her boots so that she wouldn't be dragging in slush and snow with her as she walked over to examine the finely crafted harp that had caught her eye. She examined the workmanship of it, tempted to ask if she might be able to give it a test play.
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