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Post by Jake on Jul 31, 2009 13:02:29 GMT -5
Klaire opened her eyes, listening to Syl speak for a moment. She looked at her dark blue jeans, yawning quietly as she uncurled. She scratched the nape of her neck, walking over to the table and sitting down, bouncing once of twice in the seat.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Jul 31, 2009 13:26:58 GMT -5
"I cooked some steak and lobster, enjoy. I have desert coming to," Daemon said taking a bite of steak.
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Post by cyansky on Jul 31, 2009 14:24:08 GMT -5
Syl took one of Daemon's completed dishes and place it in front of Klaire.
"Enjoy, miss Klaire," said Syl, "Daemon's cooking is really, really good, and I'm sure that you're hungry!"
It then went and sat down on another chair to drink its soup.
"And I have my soup here! Mmm... smells delicious! I love sugar," said Syl, grinning, "sugar makes everything taste good."
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Post by Jake on Aug 2, 2009 9:41:26 GMT -5
Klaire nodded somewhat drunkenly, still tired. She looked at the food somewhat cluelessly, but finally reached a hand forward, picking up a knife and uselessly stabbed at the steak, eventually giving up and switching to the fork, which seemed to work better. Using picking up the knife in her right hand, she, slowly but surely, found out how this was supposed to work. They had never given them anything that required more than a spoon in the facility.
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Post by wingedwarrior on Aug 3, 2009 4:49:37 GMT -5
"How'd you like it?" Daemon asked.
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Post by cyansky on Aug 3, 2009 11:29:38 GMT -5
Syl took the bowl and tipped it over so that soup slowly but surely to the edge of the bowl and to its mouth. It was so good and sweet that Syl almost cried. It was like a piece of heaven. Sugar made everything taste good.
... And Syl loved sugar. A lot.
"It's delicious, Daemon!" exclaimed Syl, grinning, "I love it!"
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Post by wingedwarrior on Aug 4, 2009 7:53:35 GMT -5
Daemon smiled at Syl, "I am glad."
He was almost done and was ready to do almost anything. He felt splendid.
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