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| What are you looking for at the Inn of Peace? |
| Peace (dah) |
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| Love <3 |
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| Friends and Friends *hugs* |
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| Chaos and destruction *evil grin* |
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| Nothing *snores* |
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| Gold XD |
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| I don't know yet... |
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 Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:33 pm
Howard winced, the balm burning inside his skin, then, as she had said, warming out to a pleasurable temperature.
"Thank you... this is very nice of you."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:37 pm
"Just because I'm a siren, doesn't mean I'm heartless." SHe chuckles, rubbing the rest on her hands, then re-pockets the tiny tin, coming to stand back in front of him, crimson hues on his face as she smiled.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:38 pm
"Never said you were."
He felt his cheeks.
"Yeeshh... Am I blushing or something? My face feels hot..."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:42 pm
She leans closer, tilting her head to the side, teasingly saying. "I think you are." The woman smiles wider. "Of course, it could just be the salve."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:45 pm
The chef scratched his cheek, averting his gaze in embarassment.
"Ahem. Well... I think I'd better get to that chicken, yeah? That honey's calling me..."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:49 pm
She moves away, grinning. "Would you still like help?" Her words were light, the siren, after a good years, allowed her cheeks to flush as well, placing a hand upon her hip.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:59 pm
Howard nodded, taking her hand and leading her into the kitchen.
"Absolutely."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 9:04 pm
She followed gingerly, entering the kitchen after him. Moving over to the sink she washes her hands throughly, drying them off as she leans against the counter. "So what all are we fixing?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 9:08 pm
"Hmm... Actually, you were right earlier. I just made chicken, so...Let's try something else... perhaps bread rolls, a cake maybe. What would you like?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 9:17 pm
She taps her chin some. "I don't eat much, but cake sounds good. Or anything sweet." She smiles.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 9:18 pm
"Something sweet it is. Oh, cookies!"
He pulled out a baking tin from a cupboard, along with some ingredients.
"Haven't baked in a while, and it'd be a downright shame to get rusty."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 9:23 pm
She saunters over to him, her shoulder brushing his lightly as she peered at the ingredients, "What kind?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 9:27 pm
"Honey, of course. I'll mix it into the batter, then add more to glaze them."
He was a little jolted by the contact, but did not resist.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 9:31 pm
She furrowed her brows some. "I was never the baker, considering my sister and I don't eat much." Laughing she steps back some, not having meant to get in his personal bubble though her cheeks flushed some. Reaching into the little pack at her hip she produces a clear, slender and old looking bottle, decorated with tiny rubies. "My honey, taken from India."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 9:35 pm
"Wow, I've only heard of this stuff!"
He eyed it, reaching forward then halting.
"Hmm... If you'll let me, we'll use that for the final glaze."
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