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cibarium rolled 1 12-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-12)
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demon_pachabel rolled 1 12-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-12)
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Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2017 5:27 pm
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"Oh, I'm sure you'll do fine," they were over advantage of children, after all. As Julian took one side, Cass headed over to the other.
While Julian seemingly went undisturbed, however, Cass had picked up a few eggs before, as she'd somewhat predicted, a very sassy mother came over to her. "You do realize this is an event for children, don't you?" she said, crossing her arms and motioning to the eggs Cass held. Briefly, she looked down at them, then up at the woman. "....never said it was for kids. Said it was a public egg hunt." she stated firmly, looking for one of the banners hung about the park and eventually pointing to the one legible one within vision.
Indeed, it never said 'for kids age _____ and below'. Only that it was a public event. The woman looked at it, then at her.
Then the yelling began. Cass took a deeeeeeeeep breath, preparing her inner customer service voice. The one she used to make people her b***h and politely tell them to ******** off. Unfortunately, yelling had a way of summoning professional assistance. Namely, the kind which were allowed to throw her out.
The short version was that Cass was allowed to keep the eggs she'd picked up, but had also been politely asked to stop. Out of spite, she took a whole one more egg on her way over to the bench where she saw Julian sitting.
"I'm hoping you had a better time than me. I got yelled at by a mom and kicked out by an officiator." Though it was easy to see he had done better than her.
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Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2017 5:51 pm
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"I didn't brace myself for a lethal mom fight. I wasn't ready at all," she sighed, playing along before starting to laugh as she took a seat on the bench next to him. Cracking open an egg, she untwisted a taffy before popping it into her mouth.
"Hey, I promised bonus prize, I'm going to stick to bonus prize. Trust me, one angry mom isn't going to kill my mood," twisting the egg back closed (whether it clicked shut or not, she twisted those things out of habit) and shoved it into one of her jacket pockets. "Besides, even if it had, it would only improve my mood to reward your success."
She waited for him to not be chewing on a piece of candy to catch him for a kiss.
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