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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Nov 8, 2008 19:22:10 GMT
*Terragon closes the door of Starsett Hollow, lowers herself onto the rope ladder and is halfway down it before it occurs to her that she has no idea where she is going. She gives a quiet, bemused laugh and frowns... without the threat of war on Terralux's doorstep, everything seems hideously normal. Reaching the bottom of the ladder, Terralux jumps the little way to the ground and surveys the clearing. It just so happens that the first thing to catch her eye is the cottage opposite; Soilrose's. And Oakrose's. Before she left the village. Suddenly.* *And it's towards the cottage that Terragon now wanders. It'll be good to catch up with Soilrose, after all. The squirrel knocks on the front door and waits, turning again to look at the clearing behind her as she waits...*
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Post by Oakrose & Crew on Nov 9, 2008 21:07:01 GMT
Knock, knock *Oakrose sighs. She'd been up most of the night with Raymond, and she had things to do during the day. He'd just fallen asleep around noon, and her eyelids began to close as she sank into the rocking chair in the corner. Then there was a knock on the door. A wail started up from the corner, and Oakrose got up to soothe the baby. Her baby. Lonas' baby. That's... a hard bit to swallow, still. Her paws gently rubbed his arms and fondled his ears as she cradled Raymond in her arms and walked into the hallway. Soilrose was in the spare room across the hall, cleaning. Clearstream, Rushriver, and their children had left yesterday, insisting they needed to get back home. Probably because they were losing sleep...* 'Rose, could you get that? Ray just woke up. Shoore. Yoo need sleep, too. Wish I could get some. *Oakrose went back to her room, and the mole went downstairs to get the door. The sounds of crying grew fainter and fainter, until they totally silenced. Soilrose got excited when she opened the door, but kept her voice quiet.* Miz Terri! Coom en, et's been too long! *She smiled, and turned slightly to lead the way to the kitchen.*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Nov 15, 2008 18:40:08 GMT
*Terragon smiles as the door opens and steps quickly inside out of the cold. She pushes it shut behind her with a little more force and noise than intended and with an apology, follows Soilrose through to the kitchen.* Sorry, there, *She laughs.* But, anyway, *The leaderess continues, in the kitchen.* How have things been with you? I heard news that Clearstream and - oh, Hell's Teeth, I've forgotten his name. Urgh, can't believe it... Kael would know - that Clearstream and her lot are gone now. *Terragon slumps down on one of the kitchen chairs and looks up at Soilrose with another smile, though her weariness is more noticable now.*
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Post by Oakrose & Crew on Nov 16, 2008 17:56:59 GMT
*Soilrose sits in a chair opposite Terragon, nodding.* Yuss, Clearstream'r an' Rushyriv'r went bark 'ome. They said they wurren't getting enoogh sleep... *Ooh no, yoo've doone et naow! Boi okey, yoo'd better fixer this! She clicks two of her claws together nervously and wanders to the counter, where she begins straightening the already organized jars and bowls.* ...coose of th' foight mess an' awl. Yoo know, wurrying. *Having decided that, after a moment more of unneccesary straightening, she's fixed her slip-up well enough, the mole sits back down. Taking in the squirrel's weary expression, she turns the conversation from her house (and whom it may hold) to Terragon.* Yoo look dead beet! How'r yoo doing?
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Nov 19, 2008 19:37:41 GMT
*Whether in a more awake state Terragon would have noticed Soilrose's mistake is another matter. Luckily, however, she does not. With a slow nod, the squirrel replies.* Uh, I know how they both feel and with kits as well. *To her own horror, Terragon suddenly realises she cannot remember whether Clearstream actually does have children and it is once again her turn to attempt to cover a mistake.* Can't imagine how all the parents in Terralux cope... but anyway, you asked how I am and I'm fine - thank you - though I don't suppose I look it, *She adds with a stifled yawn.* After all those war councils in Starsett Hollow it's nice having a little peace and quiet. And better for Danniar; she doesn't show it much of the time, but by Martin, she's still shy around most creatures after what happened with Tuscaro. *Taking a moment, Terragon pauses as though thinking. But she quickly dismisses whatever it was, for she smiles again and says,* She won't mind you at all though, Soilrose, and I wouldn't want to think you were stuck here on your own, so feel free to drop by at Starsett Hollow anytime.
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Post by Oakrose & Crew on Nov 20, 2008 1:19:29 GMT
* Stook 'ere on moi own? Oh, she doosn't know 'bout Rose yet... eh, moight as wull tell 'er. The mole nods slightly.* Oi'm not 'ere alone... Oakyroser iz barck. --- Oakyroser is barck.*The squirrel in mention sighs. Might as well get it over with. She bites her lip, looking at Raymond. Well, he looks far enough gone... yeah, maybe just a few minutes. After tucking the blanket around the sleeping infant, Oakrose slips down the stairs, stopping at the doorway to the kitchen.*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Nov 26, 2008 21:19:33 GMT
*Terragon's smile broadens yet again and she looks astonished.* And didn't come to visit me?! *She cries, in mock-offence.* Is she here? *She asks, and then, perhaps realising the possible seriousness if the other squirrel has not even been able to visit,* Is she alright, Soilrose?
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Post by Oakrose & Crew on Nov 28, 2008 15:03:47 GMT
*The squirrel laughs.* I'm fine, Terri. *Oakrose moves to sit in the chair next to her friend at the table. She smiles, not sure what to do next. Well, this is awkward.* So... uh... how have things been here?
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Feb 1, 2009 12:38:18 GMT
How have things been? *The other cries.* I missed you, curse you! *Terragon laughs too, all awkwardness forgotten and looks Oakrose up and down. Her laughter fades away. Something looks different. A slight frown furrows her face and she narrows her eyes suspiciously.* Oakrose...? *Terragon asks.*
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Post by Oakrose & Crew on Aug 20, 2009 2:14:27 GMT
*Oh no, here it comes.... Oakrose squirms in her chair, slightly. One of her paws becomes obsessed with a errant strand of hair, and the other runs over and over the fabric of the still slightly loose dress. You'd think walking so far back here I would've been back to normal size! She finally manages to make eye-contact with the other squirrel.* Terri? Something wrong?
OOC: Geez. This is the ONLY conversation I've seen last... what is it now, almost a year? *Hopefully* no more viruses [on the computer] and *hopefully* Dad doesn't feel the need to clear the whole computer's hard drive again... much work of oh-crap-where'd-that-link-go for me.
That is a horrible RP, as usual, any of you newbies do NOT look to my posts for inspiration. Please. Do yourselves and the Internet a favor.
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Aug 23, 2009 21:47:57 GMT
*Terragon bites her lip, trying to decide exactly what it is that seems to have changed about her friend.* Don't take this the wrong way, *She says finally.* But you look like you could definitely use some sleep. Should I come back later? Or d'you wanna call round to Starsett Hollow or the Whispering Willow? *The squirrel appears to emphasize these last two words more carefully than the others.*
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