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Kitchen
Jun 15, 2008 20:10:14 GMT 1
Post by NYAPPY on Jun 15, 2008 20:10:14 GMT 1
Walking down the stairs with Lunca pouncing down the stairs two at a time, Mio giggled knowing that she had found someone who made her smile. Reaching the bottom she turned until Xei had joined her side as they made their way to the kitchen, walking in through the door Mio smiled, "Hey sis!" Moving into the room as Lunca ran in and seated herself at Mayu's feet hopeing to be petted Mio followed and hugged her sister. "What have you been doing? I've been sleeping and now i'm hungry. . . " Mio pouted and looked to her stomach as it let out a low groan of hunger. Lunca also groaned as she too was getting hungry, as Lunca groaned Mio leaned down and wispered to her. "Don't worry babe, I'll get you something good to eat yeah?"
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Kitchen
Jun 23, 2008 19:36:27 GMT 1
Post by Viempar on Jun 23, 2008 19:36:27 GMT 1
Spked at the dog/wolf/mongrel/hound thing and decided he might aswell get back in the good books. "You know, I've cooked alot of meat, we've got like four different types, I'm sure we can give scraps and extras to them." He said, gesturing at the two fluffy beings. He placed the mint sauce by an old beaten-down toaster and shoved on an over glove, peeking into the oven. "We're almost there. Dinner will be soon. Can someone go see if everyones in the dining room? I'm not acting as chef and shephard." He asked, being strangely polite.
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Kitchen
Jun 24, 2008 22:00:18 GMT 1
Post by Hikaru on Jun 24, 2008 22:00:18 GMT 1
Mayu smiled when her sister entered and Lunca plonked herself at her feet. Bending down to the black wolfs height and scratched her behind the ears. Standing back up a few minutes later to be greeted with a hug, "Nothing much. Just talking and staying out of the way in here. Your cooking skills won't be needed..." Motioning to the cooked food being served up on to plates enough for everyone, "Lets go sit in the dining room..." She said then started to move away Latea following close behind and left the kitchen and made her way to the dining room.
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Post by Viempar on Aug 20, 2008 9:55:00 GMT 1
Spike began plating up, shuffling each peice of meat onto a large plate after rinsing it. He open and closed his wings while he worked, wincing slightly. When he had fell back, it had been twisted uncomfortably and now he was feeling the reprocussions. He served up the vegtables and then waited for someone to come and tell him they were ready, or for the conversation in the Lobby to die down.
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