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Post by Jake on Jul 25, 2009 12:09:16 GMT -5
Klaire was already far enough away from Daemon that she didn't hear. She had unpackaged a huge loaf of German bread, and was eating it whole, obviously starved. She ran along the isles, grabbing breads and fruits and all sort of things and running them back to the cart. She waved at Daemon, German bread still in hand.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 25, 2009 12:12:41 GMT -5
Daemon waved back at Klaire as he put food into the cart. "What do you guys feel like today?"
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Post by cyansky on Jul 25, 2009 12:14:57 GMT -5
"We're great," said Syl, nodding at Daemon, "although Klaire, obviously, is famished."
It then took in how weary Daemon loooked and the tone of his voice. Something happened. He was obviously trying to be cheery, but... well... something happened.
"If Klaire's okay with it, you can stay with us," it said, "I don't know what happened, but you look as if you've been through a rough day. How about we get what we need here and maybe you can cook something and have some fun with us? Because... um..."
Syl fidgeted nervously like a little kid.
"I... um... don't know how to cook, and I don't want to make anything explode by accident, since our house is really nice and all. And I... um... really like your soup. It's been a while since I last had it. So... um..."
It gave him an eager smile.
"Please?"
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Post by Jake on Jul 25, 2009 12:20:21 GMT -5
Klaire giggled at Daemon. "I'm wonderful! I have this awesome new lovely house!" she said, dancing slightly as she continued to collect food. She grabbed a chocolate bar from behind the counter, pulling open the wrapper and munching on the milk chocolate. It was soon gone, and she ran over to get another.
"Wow, how do they make these things so good?" she asked.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 25, 2009 12:21:07 GMT -5
Daemon looked at Syl with a wide grin, "I'd love to, definitely."
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Post by cyansky on Jul 25, 2009 12:21:18 GMT -5
Syl grinned at her.
"Sugar," it said, "sugar makes almost everything taste good."
"I'd love to, definitely."
Syl looked at Daemon, with a very, very happy expression on its face. It moved away form the cart and gave him a big huge hug.
"It's good to see you again."
It looked up at him with eager eyes.
"I'm really looking forward to it. I love your soup. It's so sweet and so good... I'd love to have it again! And it's great to have you back, Daemon!"
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 25, 2009 12:31:56 GMT -5
Daemon stiffed up a bit, eventually he relaxed. "Good to see you to Syl, though there is one question I have been itching to ask you--" Daemon paused and thought for a moment.
This question was something that had been bothering him for the longest time. It continuously pounded him like a jackhammer, he could not just ignore it anymore. He needed to know if Syl was a transvestite or a hermaphrodite. He felt Syl could be anything (for all he knew Syl had multiple sex changes) and that disturbed him. What if Syl was a shapeshifting gender-bender? He needed to know. He felt that the time had come, it was now or never.
"Syl are you a shift-shaping gender bender? A hermaphrodite....a transvestite? I am sorry if this is offensive in any way, I just need to know. Then we can go."
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Post by cyansky on Jul 25, 2009 13:15:40 GMT -5
"Syl are you a shift-shaping gender bender? A hermaphrodite....a transvestite? I am sorry if this is offensive in any way, I just need to know. Then we can go."
Syl released Daemon from its hug and looked upwards, resting its chin on its fist - an obvious sign that it was thinking.
"Hmm, what an interesting question," replied Syl, "and no, it's not offensive at all. Give me a second to think here."
A few moments later, Syl had removed its fist from under its chin and was smiling as cheerily as usual.
"Well," it said happily, "the thing is, I’ve figured out recently that I’m an energy-based being, so I guess that’s why I just… don't have a gender. I can't be a hermaphrodite because I don't have any sex organs whatsoever... I mean, even after miss Veronica told me about sex, I don't even know what a penis or a vagina looks like..."
It looked upwards again.
"As for a shape-shifting gender-bender... I don’t what exactly that is, but I've never really been male or female. I would just pick what gender I would like to be seen as depending on the circumstances. For example, if a culture is dominated by woman, I would choose to be seen as female, for the sake of making my life easier. If a culture was dominated by men, I would choose to be seen as male. It doesn't matter here since most of the other inhabitants are mindless, so I let people pick whatever gender they want to associate me with, or they can stick with calling me an ‘it’ because of my androgynous appearance.”
It shrugged.
“So yeah, I can change my form a bit, but for the purposes of switching genders, it’s just not needed as I don’t have one. The advantage of having an androgynous appearance is that you can decide what genders people perceive you as, as depending on the person, they’ll almost always be on the fence about deciding whether I’m male or female. Hence, I don’t change my appearance; I just change what gender they perceive me to be.”
Syl then looked and pulled on the collar of its coat, cocking its head with a confused expression on its face.
“And by the way, I thought these clothes were unisex.”
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 25, 2009 13:20:21 GMT -5
Daemon was murdered by the lack of breathe--he was on the floor rolling out in laughter. He'd never guess, the answer was so obvious but he was blind to see so. It was an it!
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Post by cyansky on Jul 25, 2009 13:39:23 GMT -5
Syl bent down to see Daemon rolling on the floor, obviously clueless as to what caused him to laugh.
Its cluelessness soon turned to joy.
"I'm glad to see you happy, Daemon!" said Syl, smiling.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 25, 2009 13:46:49 GMT -5
Daemon stood up, still grinning, "thank you baby cakes," he said jocularly. "Alrighty, are we going? I wanna whip something good."
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Post by cyansky on Jul 25, 2009 15:13:26 GMT -5
Syl grinned, as it went, fetched a few juice cartons and added them to the cart.
It grinned even more when it saw that Daemon was thoughtful enough to put sugar into the cart.
"If we have everything, then we can go," said Syl.
It looked around to check if Klaire was still within their sight. She was, luckily, so Syl was thankful that it didn't have to chase her around the supermarket to inform her that they were soon leaving.
"Mmm... I'm really looking forward to your soup," Syl said to Daemon, as it licked its lips eagerly, "it's so delicious and sweet!"
Already Syl was dreaming of tasting it again. It was still grinning as it turned to Klaire.
"Miss Klaire, we'll be leaving soon," said Syl, "so do you have anything else to add to the cart?"
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Post by Jake on Jul 26, 2009 10:30:02 GMT -5
Klaire ran to the cart with arms full of chocolate bars, dumping them into the cart. She then tackle hugged Daemon, and stood up, skipping out of the store, humming a jolly tune...
She then turned around, facing Syl. "Don't we have to pay?" she asked, confused. Her gut was telling her they were doing something wrong.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 26, 2009 10:50:57 GMT -5
"No one will care, so Klaire, what do you feel like having? I can cook fairy well," Daemon said as they walked.
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Post by cyansky on Jul 26, 2009 10:58:52 GMT -5
Syl grinned at Klaire as it pushed the food-filled cart onwards to their new home. It wasn't far, only a few streets away, so it wouldn't take long for them to get there.
"Daemon's a really good cook, miss Klaire!" it said eagerly, "I love it!"
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