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Post by macxcheese on Jul 1, 2015 3:03:45 GMT
Wren nodded while he explained, smiling understandingly. She giggled when he squeaked and shrugged her shoulders. "I like to wrestle heavyweight fighters, and that's not very feminine!" she offered seriously. After a second she burst into laughter at her own joke, squawking like a bird. It registered that she was being quite loud, so she settled down a bit and coughed nervously into her hand.
A few moments of awkward later she offered, "What's your favorite thing to cook?"
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Post by celestialleonidas on Jul 1, 2015 3:17:21 GMT
His eyes widened at the statement, and he stammered a bit before realizing she was joking. Smiling warmly at her squawking laugh, he leaned toward her. "Shouldah known ya were pullin mah leg, lass." He stated, before answering her question. "Ah like to bake. It's precise, an easy tah pick up. But I make a mean dinner if given tha chance."
Standing, he took her empty mug, and grinned nervously. "Per'aps I coul cook for yah sometime." He questioned quietly. Taking the mugs to the back, he gave himself a minute to calm his stupid red face.
"Way to make things awkward, Eddy. I mean, I would say I expected more of you, but I didn't, so... Way to live up to my low expectations." Richter teased, chewing on a cookie. Alex laughed beside him, spinning on the stool he was perched on.
"Oh, shuttap!" Ed barked, leaning over the counter, a bit angry now. "I never seen ya get pas 'Howdy' with a lad, so you can't say nothin!"
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Post by macxcheese on Jul 1, 2015 3:42:25 GMT
Wren felt herself recoil back when Ed leaned towards her, and she hoped he didn't take it as a slight. She tried playing it off with a smile and nodded while he explained his choice of culinary prep. A sudden blush lit up her face at Ed's suggestion and she shrugged. "Maybe," she mumbled into her lap.
Hearing a small scuffle, Wren peeked up to see the brother's arguing. A nervous laugh fought it's way out of her- she couldn't help it, they were so funny when they quarreled!
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Post by celestialleonidas on Jul 6, 2015 23:28:38 GMT
He looked over at his friend when he heard the chuckle, and scrunched his nose slightly, sticking out a tongue at her. During the time they had been there, it had grown slightly empty in the shop, and he sighed.
"Don't worry, Eadmund, I'm sure you'll find another." Richter teased. Ed pulled his hair in warning and returned to the couch.
"I'm shure you'll wanna go home now, lass. Unless... Well, no, ah'll get ya home, no problem." He got out in fragments, fighting with himself. It was getting to be close to sunset, and snow had started to fall again. He hated to see her go, but a blizzard was no place for a Val, and she needed to get that bird home. Lucy, or maybe Lucky? Either way, he had forgotten it was there. Well, you know what they say about good things, he supposed.
"Don't worry about the snow, I have a way tah get us to tha door no problem." He reassured, leaning over the back of the couch.
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