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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Feb 7, 2005 14:50:58 GMT -5
Kakashi looks up from the coloring book him and Illidan are working together on (Illidan is currently coloring a cow green). Kakashi considers commenting for a moment, perhaps saying 'you look fine', or 'your not flabby' but decides against it. "Alright, that's no problem."
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Post by Fascia on Feb 7, 2005 14:56:56 GMT -5
I kneel beside the boys and absentmindedly color a cloud purple.
"Great. We can do anything. I have these old videos called "the grind", it is a sort of hip-hop dance aerobics from... Oh, I don't know when it is from, a loooong time ago. Do you remember hip hop? It was kind of fun. The dance moves are idiotic, but they get the blood pumping. Want to give that a try later on? It is something that we can do to get a bit of exercise without having to leave Illidan. We can just do it here in the livingroom."
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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Feb 7, 2005 15:08:15 GMT -5
"Sounds like a good time to me." Kakashi picks out a blue crayon and starts to outline a bush. "Hip hop... wow, that was a long time ago."
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Post by Fascia on Feb 7, 2005 15:11:21 GMT -5
"Yup"
I put down the crayon and roll onto my back on the floor.
"So, what are the plans for today?"
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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Feb 7, 2005 15:18:28 GMT -5
"Not much. I though I'd check out wallpaper designs for the room here and maybe check on some other home improvement stuff."
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Post by Fascia on Feb 7, 2005 15:21:49 GMT -5
"Okay."
I scratch at my arm and roll over onto my stomach, poking Illidan in the ribs. He giggles.
"Want to hang out tonight, after the wall-paper hunt? We could eat taco chips (one of the only things I can cook right) and play some poker. Do you like poker?"
I love this man, but I don't know enough about him.
I give Illidan another poke in the ribs. He is trying to ingest a green crayon. I take it from him and wipe the slobber off onto the carpet.
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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Feb 7, 2005 15:26:58 GMT -5
"Sure. I prefure Black jack but we used to play poker in training. We did alot of gambling. Of course, I was never very good at it."
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Post by Fascia on Feb 7, 2005 17:06:31 GMT -5
"That's good to know."
I wink.
"I will have to take advantage of that then.
And I prefer Hold'em. Maybe we can play later?"
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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Feb 7, 2005 17:21:13 GMT -5
"Sounds like fun. After we put Illidan down for the night we can do all that. We just have to make sure we don't wake him up. Luckily, he's a pretty sound sleeper."
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Post by Fascia on Feb 7, 2005 18:13:53 GMT -5
"Alright." I start to color in the grass on the field by the green cow.
Illidan looks like he has lost interest in using the crayons for coloring, instead he bangs them together or sticks them in his mouth. What a cute little elfling.
I look up at Kakashi, who has busied himself with coloring in the coloring book. He's such a good daddy. There might be nothing more sexy than a father that is good with his child. I smile and continue to color, making sure that no crayon is actually making it inside of Illidan. Oh, they're probably non-toxic anyway. A little crayon is probably good for the boy!
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Post by Zinn on Feb 7, 2005 18:35:37 GMT -5
Zinn stares at the window. There is so much space in America. Just miles and miles of open fields. There are occasional houses, but everything is so empty.
Zinn is used to crowded cities.
Zinn snaps back to reality at Antero and Sakari's voices.
"Kropotkin..." Zinn says absently.
"Hey, I could use some coffee and a bite right now. That would be super."
She doesn't really feel like talking to anyone right now. In fact, she feels like she hates everyone right now. She hates Antero for being a bastard, she hates Sakari for being pushy and stupid, she hates Soren for being so hypocritical, and most of all, she hates Simona and Sasha for being dead.
Zinn also really, really wants a drink right now, and not coffee. Maybe it is all of the open space.
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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Feb 7, 2005 18:36:07 GMT -5
Kakashi blinks, realizing that it's just him coloring now. He feels a little silly but it was fun just the same. He smiles and sets the book aside, hopping off the couch and onto the floor besides Fascia and Illidan. "He's starting to put things in his mouth. We'll have to remember not to leave stuff laying around."
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Post by Raz Nili Ze'ev on Feb 7, 2005 18:46:16 GMT -5
"Oh, of course. Let me go get some cash, and then I'll take you guys to that great fallafel place I was talking about," Raz says warmly.
"And let me get you guys some clean clothes. I don't think my abba would mind if I borrowed some. You're so tall though Ezra... maybe Izzy has some that would fit you... I'll go check."
Raz leaves the room for a bit, to go get clean clothes for Ezra and Harry, since they are all bloody and dirty from the demon realm. Raz's outfit is made of kevlar, so she doesn't have any wounds that ruined her clothes. She does have a cut on her cheek, but it is shallow, and a bandage wouldn't stay well on it.
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Post by Harry Bergstrom on Feb 7, 2005 18:49:16 GMT -5
"Alright!" Harry said happily and in a thankful tone. "Fallafels! Thank you, L--Raz. Raz. gotta remember that...
"Thanks. Some clothes would be appreciated." Harry says.
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Post by Karina Bassarov on Feb 7, 2005 18:52:57 GMT -5
Karina sucked her teeth and sat up. The steady woodpecker in her head felt like it was trying to drill through her eyeballs. She eyed with obvious disgust, only to replace it with calm patience. She repeatedly prods Frank with her hand while the other holds the cover over her chest.Did we have sex? I feel like I've had sex... or maybe I fell...?
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