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Post by Oakrose & Crew on Feb 27, 2008 0:47:45 GMT
OOC: Birthday girl Lett.... you oughta know that! Cuoha (character at least, not sure about the person behind the computer screen) is a she.
BIC:
*Soilrose takes a small spoon and the mentioned bag of icing. Spreading the orange-dyed honey into her neat cursive, the mole chuckles.*
Oi'm a-thinkerin' Miz Cuohar'll be gurtly surproised, burr aye Oi do.
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Feb 27, 2008 20:47:03 GMT
*Terragon smiles her thanks and sets about attaching the banner to the rafters. But, at Lettuceleaf's mistake, she gives a gasp of mock-horror.* I'm sure Cuoha would be most offended, Lett'. Don't worry, you weren't to know, *She says. The banner now attached by one corner to the wall, Terragon looks around the room from the vantage point of vision: the stepladder. She gapes at the neatness of Soilrose's paw-writing.* Ha! I can't even write that neatly with normal quill and ink! *The squirrel cries with a laugh of astonishment. She clambers down from the ladder and moves it across to opposite side of the room. Propping it against this end of the rafter, she hurries back to retrieve the second corner of the banner, picking up another tack on the way.*
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Post by Oakrose & Crew on Feb 27, 2008 23:57:44 GMT
*Soilrose blushes and throws her pinafore over her head, a sure sign of enjoyment and embarrassment in moles. After removing the lacy garment, she laughs slightly.*
Whull, Oi usered ta marke lortsa cakers since Oi wars boot a liddle thin' in DABber, so Oi'm vurry gurt art et.
*After finishing the exclamation point, she turns to Matt.*
Whart else wood yoo loiker Oi ta do?
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Post by Lettuceleaf on Feb 28, 2008 0:35:47 GMT
**Lettuceleaf flinches at his mistake. He wanted to be liked, and so far things were not going well for him. Tapping his foot impatiently, he waits for Matt to answer him. It seemed that this was going to be one heck of a party, and the hare was excited. It had been awhile since he had attended a party, and this one looked to be a great one.**
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Post by Cuoha, Matt & Terry on Feb 28, 2008 16:28:52 GMT
*Matt has a feeling that Cuoha would not be at all offended at Lettuceleaf's mistake - he is sure she would actually find it slightly amusing.* Oh, don't worry about it, Lett, I do that sort of thing all the time. *He shrugs, trying to reassure the hare that no offence has been taken.* And if you want ta do yer tricks, I'm sure Miz Cuoha'd much appreciate it! D'yeh wanna have a quick practice?
*He quickly inspects Soilrose's handiwork, and his eyes widen as he catches sight of the neatly iced message.* Oh wow! Um, if yeh wanna do summat else, yew c'n decorate anything else, I don't s'pose I'm in much of a position to advise yeh! *He grins in appreciation of the mole's hard work, still marvelling at her talents.* But don't take too long, if Cuoha arrives in the middle of your decoratin' we'll 'ave a half-finished cake for 'er!
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Post by Oakrose & Crew on Feb 28, 2008 23:39:38 GMT
*Soilrose grins, then nods. Taking some candied chestnuts and crystallized fruits off the table, she presses them in. The near-perfect manner in which it was done shows grace, stability and speed. The mole makes a swirl enclosing the message and places a whole crystallized rose in the middle, knowing her old friend will be beside herself with enjoyment.
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Post by Lettuceleaf on Feb 29, 2008 0:35:55 GMT
**Lettuceleaf grins eagerly, his ears flapping in anticipation. Although he wasn't 'talented', per se, he coul always make people laugh with his eccentric performance. With an elaborate bow to Matt, he backed to the threshold.**
Of course, of course. I just need to run back to my 'quarters' and get some props and equipment. If I see Miss Cuoha on the way, I'll be sure to dart back'n'warn everyone!
**Without another word, he darts out the door hurridly. He didn't want to miss the start of the festivities, and wanted time to practice. He was a bit rusty.**
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Post by Cuoha, Matt & Terry on Feb 29, 2008 17:29:06 GMT
*Matt smiles as Lettuceleaf hurries out; the hare is obviously excited, and the vole is finding the mood rather infectious. However, there are matters at paw that require organising immediately. He clears his throat in the hope of gaining attention, and announces loudly.*
Alright everybeast, thank you so much for yer 'elp! Now, Cuoha cud arrive at any moment, so we all need to make sure we know wot we're doin'. We'll need to hide somewhere - somebeast c'n go behind the armchair, and there's plenty of room underneath the table - we c'n drape the tablecloth over that to hide yeh. So if everyone c'n sort out their hiding place, we'll be able to put everythin' in position.
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Feb 29, 2008 19:33:21 GMT
*Terragon finishes fixing the banner in place and hurries down from the ladder. She indicates it with a paw.* Matt, where should I put the ladder? Unless somebeast wants to hide up in the rafters. *She smirks. Terragon's worked out her hiding place already; behind the long, floor-length curtains that, at night, screen one of the windows. But, first, the ladder.*
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Post by Cuoha, Matt & Terry on Mar 1, 2008 10:20:04 GMT
*Matt chuckles wryly at Terri's joke about the rafters, already moving towards the ladder to put it someplace more appropriate.*
Oh, I'll do tha', don't yeh worry. I keep it in me bedroom... for no p'tickler reason... *He heaves the ladder so it is balanced on his shoulder, and shuffles carefully towards his room, being careful not to disturb any of the decorations. He calls over his shoulder to the others,* I'll be back now!
*Propping the ladder up next to his wardrobe, he catches sight of a pile of presents lying on his bed, forgotten. Oops! He mentally berates himself for being so careless as to forget one of the most important things of a birthday - luckily for him, they are already wrapped. There are around five, and he doesn't think he will be capable of taking them all to the living room himself, so he pokes his head into the hallway, shouting.*
C'n somebeast cum an' help me carry the presents in?
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Post by Baraka on Mar 4, 2008 12:18:12 GMT
*Knock, knock!
Without waiting to be let in, Baraka steps into the cottage and looks around at the decorations.*
I hope I'm not to late for the presents, at least. * He say, by way of greeting, and drops a small wrapped package onto a nearby table. As he does this, it is easy to see that his fur is matted and dirty, and there are bags under his eyes. In other words, he looks like the living dead.*
Paddy couldn't come... Something about a letter, he said. *Baraka continues.*
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Post by Lettuceleaf on Mar 4, 2008 14:01:32 GMT
**Lettuceleaf follows Baraka back in, with a nod of greeting to the exhausted-looking beast. The hare, on the other hand, seemed to be fizzing with energy and euphoria. It had been awhile since he had done his act, and no one in terralux had seen his secret talent yet. He just hoped something would catch on fire like it did in Brockhall; his 'talent' wasn't quite ripe as of yet.**
**The hare carried with him a large crate, its top closed so nobeast could see its contents. Under this is a hastily-wrapped package, obviously Lettuceleaf's last-second gift to Cuoha. Setting the gift down next to Baraka's, he drifts over to a corner of the cottage and thunks down his own crate. Turning to Matt, he gives the host a lopsided grin.**
By the way, my good chappy, you might want to have a bucket or two of water jolly well ready. Just in case, y'know, wot.
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Mar 4, 2008 19:28:22 GMT
*Terragon, hearing Matt's call for help, hurries through into the next room.* No problem. *She holds out both paws to carry, adding conversationally, with perhaps a little dibbunish excitement.* How long d'you think before Cuoha gets back? Does she have any idea that you've planned a party? *Terragon is suddenly struck with an image of Anna Engeltrud's face, where a surprise party to be organized for her. Utter embarrassment, joy and a stammered, but gracious, apology, "Honestly, there was no need. You didn't have to..."*
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Leaderess of Terralux
