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Post by Kazuma on Apr 18, 2007 19:42:51 GMT -5
OoC: *rubs the back of his head* Strange…..
Ayame poured the old man a bowl of porridge and then sat in down on the dinning table, which was in the kitchen. The old man sat down at table and picked up his spoon with his right hand. He smelled the porridge and coughed a bit. “It actually smells good this time. Let’s see how it tastes,” He then placed his spoon into the porridge and then brought it back up.
Ayame looked as her master was about to eat the porridge. She twirled a strand of her hair as a nervous feeling came over her. She then suddenly responded as her master brought up the spoon to his mouth. “W-Wait!”
Ayame’s master looked up at her and raised his brow. “What is it? Having second thoughts? Well to bad. If I don’t eat this, how can I call myself your master? You’ve been doing this cooking training for a couple of weeks now. You need to have confidence that you creation will taste good.”
“You shouldn’t!” Ayame said as a look of complete nervousness on her face. It was true that she didn’t have confidence in her porridge and she feared it would knock out her master like last time, and she needed him awake so she could tell him about Pyrick.
“Bon appetite!” The master said as he placed the spoon in his mouth and began to taste the porridge.
“S-Stop!!” Ayame exclaimed, even though t was to late now.
The master continued to taste the porridge and then he swallowed it. In that moment his face would grow pale “….! Gwa!?”
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Post by Pyris on May 7, 2007 22:11:44 GMT -5
He'd been waiting forever. Being the type of person Pyrick happened to be, he was getting extreemely restless. He had resorted to walking around, trying to figure out which building Ayame had gone to. It couldn't be far; it was a really small place. Setting himself up with the task happily, he began to cut out obvious 'nots.'
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Post by Kazuma on Jun 4, 2007 11:52:15 GMT -5
OoC: Something about that sig…. I dunno… and I’m back!
Ayame’s master suddenly fell forward, his upper body laid on the dining table as his face smashed into the bowl of porridge. “Oh no!” she exclaimed, a extremely worried expression on her face as she gently lifted her master back up and leaned him against the chair he was sitting on. “A-Are you okay?!” she asked. Her master had a strange look on his face like it was a mixture of pleasure and pain. He also wasn’t knocked out because his eyes would look upon the worried face of his student. After blinking a couple of times and licking off some porridge that was at the edge of his mouth, he spoke. “I believe that was the most….. Interesting porridge you ever made…”
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Post by Pyris on Jun 28, 2007 22:16:01 GMT -5
((XD))
Once he'd found a rather interesting place, Pyrick decided to rap at the entrance, hoping to alert someone to his presence. He was a morning person, whether whoever was in this place was or not.
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Post by Kazuma on Jun 29, 2007 14:32:26 GMT -5
“You shouldn’t scare me like that, Master.” Ayame would scold, because she had thought he really had become ill from eating her porridge. The bowl of porridge was taken off the table as she walked over to the sink and placed it inside. She turned on the facet and began to wash out the dishes she used. Any noise that would be coming from outside the house couldn’t be heard due to the loud running of water coming from the sink.
Ayame’s Master would excuse himself from the dinning table and stand to his feet. “I’m sorry, Ayame.” He’d apologize, but still kept a mischievous grin on his wrinkled face. Even if he was old he still liked to perform jokes. Ayame’s porridge wasn’t too bad but he wanted to see how she’d react if she thought her porridge had done him in.
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Post by Pyris on Jun 29, 2007 20:36:43 GMT -5
Rolling his eyes, Pyrick flicked a bit of red bangs from his face, the green of his eyes paler in the intense light of morning. What a pain. With a short roll of his shoulders, he stepped back and examined the building. It looks nobody's awake....... Should I wake 'em up? Frowning at his indecision, he glared at the nearest window. He figured he should get back to the inn soon, but it was so little and boring there that he didn't want to. He pulled his sparkly little trinket out of his pocket to hold it up against the early morning light. What the hell is it? Deciding he could just as easily muse the object's use in front of the inn, he headed back to it, sparkly object still in hand.
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Post by Kazuma on Jul 1, 2007 14:43:39 GMT -5
Ayame placed the now dry bowl into a cabinet and went back to scrubbing the pot that was used when she made the porridge. She heard her master’s apology and just breathed out a sigh. He was basically the only family she had left and when he plays jokes like the one he did a little earlier. It really makes her worried. She wouldn’t admit that to her Master though, she wasn’t really one to show her feelings.
Wait a second… She muttered mentally as she noticed someone familiar outside the window she was looking trough. Apparently the nearest window Pyrick was glaring at was the same window that was in the kitchen area of the house. Ohmygodit’shim! she mentally said extremely fast, dropping the pot she was scrubbing into the sick causing a loud ‘clang’ noise. She had noticed Pyrick and was totally taken by surprise. She didn’t expect him to even be up right now. It WAS kind of early.
Ayame’s master raised his brow as he made his way out of the kitchen. He heard the loud ‘clang’ noise and turned around to see what was wrong. “Ayame?” he looked at her back and walked forward a little bit. “Something the matter?” he asked. He’d calmly wait for her answer.
“I’ll be right back, Master!” Ayame said as she turned off the facet and turned around. Without even giving him a chance to respond, she’d dash out the kitchen and head over to the front door of the house. She would immediately open the door with a lot of force, causing the door the slam against the side of the house. “Hey, Pyrick!!” she’d yell with her hands cupped around her mouth. She had managed to call out to him as he headed back to the inn. She had hoped he heard her call out to him.
If he did hear her and turned around, he would notice that she was in her pajama’s and had messed up hair because she woke up a little while ago and didn’t fix it yet.
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Post by Pyris on Jul 2, 2007 21:08:42 GMT -5
Pyrick looked over his shoulder to glare at the interuption when he noticed Ayame's appearance. A strange, michevious grin crept over his features as he eyes the bed head in her pajamas. "Just couldn't wait to see me, eh?" he teased. He had never cared about his hair, it had always fell into his face in the same, slightly choppy manner, following the line of his jaw. Green eyes surveyed the building the girl was in, and an eyebrow raised when he realized it was the one he had just walked from. Wha? I was only wandering around. This place didn't look like a house. "You live here?" he said, gesturing to the house, shiny object still in his hand.
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Post by Kazuma on Jul 2, 2007 21:28:50 GMT -5
As if Pyrick had this effect on her, Ayame’s facial expression soured and she felt a muscle under her right eye begin to twitch when she heard his remark. “No!” she shouted back. “I was just wondering why you are up so early.” She’d muttered right after her shout. Folding her arms against her chest, she made an ‘Hmph!’ sound and just glared at him with semi tired looking jet black eyes. Hearing his question, she glanced back at her house and then looked back at him. “Yeah,” she answered. She didn’t really pay much attention to the shiny object in his hand.
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Post by Pyris on Jul 2, 2007 21:34:44 GMT -5
Pyrick smirked at the messy-haired girl's reaction. "Oh, defensive, are we? For your information, I like it in the morning. It's nicer out." He stretched a bit, wondering if the girl had caught his attention because she was ready to see him, or if she had done it on pure instinct. Finally realizing the strange object was still in hand, he slid it into his pocket, the smirk on his face growing a little at her defensive posture.
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Post by Kazuma on Jul 13, 2007 21:51:42 GMT -5
“Well… Whatever then… I guess you can go back to the inn because it’s way too early to ask about any martial arts training,” Obviously, Ayame wasn’t a morning person at all and wasn’t going to change that just because Pyrick wanting to learn how to use his Ki. The only reason she wasn’t sleeping right now was because she promised her Master that she’d make him breakfast. “I hope you don’t get to sore about this. See you in a couple of hours, Pyrick.” Showing a smirk, she turned around and began walking towards the front door. Before opening it, she looked back at him and said. “Sayonara”
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Post by Pyris on Jul 14, 2007 21:50:43 GMT -5
Pyrick nearly growled, muttering under his breath. "I didn't come here for that. I figured you weren't a morning person, Chickie. Just look at you. You're too stuck up to be a morning person." A small smirk quirked the corner of his lips, his green eyes gleaming with mischief. He waved his hand at the house again. "It's not my fault I interrupted your..... eh... 'beauty sleep'." She does look kinda cute ruffled up like that... Heh... Like a kitten that's just been stroked the wrong way. He chuckled, turning around and lifting a hand slightly in the air. "Later, Chickie."
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