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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 5:33 pm
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*After dropping Amy off at home, Karrie went home and both he and Velcore went straight to bed. The next morning, Karrie slept late, until Velcore's hunger woke them both up, the dragon flying into Karrie's room and sitting on him until he woke up.
Karrie made breakfast for the two of them, then iggies' dragons and grunny showed up in the yard. Karrie gave them some food as well, knowing that they were almost always hungry. After the animals ate, they took off to the forest.
Taking advantage of Velcore being gone, Karrie cleaned up the main parts of his house, losing interest in cleaning before he got to his bedroom and Velcore's. Since Velcore was still gone, Karrie decided to go to the farmer's market for some fresh ingredients. When he returned, Velcore still hadn't, so while he was waiting, Karrie did some baking, making a couple batches of cookies and some more of the food for Thistle. This batch of pet food turned out a better shade of green than the last, and Karrie cut it into uneven pieces to make it more interesting for the animals to eat. Not that Thistle had seemed to care.
He had just finished packing up the cooled cookies and put them in his messenger bag when Velcore returned, ready for dinner. Having snacked all day, Karrie wasn't hungry, but he dished up some of Amy's soup for Velcore. While the dragon ate, Karrie packaged up the pet food to bring over to Amy that evening. Once Velcore was done, the two of them headed out for the evening.*
((heh, long post to get caught up to now.))
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 5:40 pm
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katana68 As she was sitting talking to Dec, her compromised phone went off. She reads the text from Icy. Message to Psy and Kat Still in Lugano w/Brat's Russian friend. Waiting for her to arrive and will be going underground soon. Will keep you posted. Grabbing the phone she got from the Russian, she quickly put in the number and hit send, crossing her fingers that Icy will get the text before destroying the phone. Kat's text to Icy Don't txt @ my # anymore. Phone bugged. Use this #. Contact Brat @ ###-###-####, she will meet u. ((LOL, I'm too lazy to make up a number! xd ))
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 5:42 pm
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*The phone rings again, one ring, then stops. A moment later, it rings twice, then silence again. She straps the bag to her back and slips in to the shadows, using them to make her way to a small, nondescript car hidden in the shadows in the alley. Not the most comfortable ride, but it fits in with the other vehicles. She lays down in the back seat, then winces as she feels bolts of cloth layered over her. Moments later, the car takes off and she's on her way. She takes a moment to send a text to the phone number G had given her, hating to trust him, but knowing how badly Ivan wants L will override anything else.*
Brat's text to Kat On my way to get our girl.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 5:44 pm
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Lil Brat *The phone rings again, one ring, then stops. A moment later, it rings twice, then silence again. She straps the bag to her back and slips in to the shadows, using them to make her way to a small, nondescript car hidden in the shadows in the alley. Not the most comfortable ride, but it fits in with the other vehicles. She lays down in the back seat, then winces as she feels bolts of cloth layered over her. Moments later, the car takes off and she's on her way. She takes a moment to send a text to the phone number G had given her, hating to trust him, but knowing how badly Ivan wants L will override anything else.*Brat's text to Kat On my way to get our girl.
She gets the text from Brat, and quickly replies to her.
Kat's text to Brat just sent her your #, keep your fingers crossed that she gets it.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 5:44 pm
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Amy was in the garden, as usual, for most of the day. It gave her a chance to get outside and work on something she loved, and it also gave Thistle a chance to play outside and run off some of her energy. Luckily, she hadn't found anymore 'friends' to keep like she had with the owl.
She still hadn't thought up a name for the owl. A personality hadn't really shown through, yet, in order for her to know what to name him. In fact, it was only in the past couple of days that she considered keeping the owl since he didn't seem to be going anywhere, anyway. So she was still considering a name.
It was early evening now, and thistle was still chasing the owl around the yard. She had been worried about the owl changing Thistle's sleeping schedule around, but it seemed to be the other way around. The owl was changing its schedule to be up when Amy and Thistle were awake. She didn't think owls would like to be awake during the day, but obviously this one was different... or she was wrong about owls entirely. Both could be the case.
Thistle would jump over Amy's back a few times while she was bent over pulling out weeds, she'd go in the tall 'forest' of flowers and small trees, hoping to pounce on the owl in mid-air, or just walk around with the owl on her head. Most people would think that Thistle would hurt the owl by pouncing on it, but she actually was very careful and never landed on the owl. She simply guided him down to the ground with her chin, and the owl was nice enough to play around and let himself be guided to the ground. Even Amy had to admit that it was cute.
Right now, Thistle and the owl were playing hide and go seek while Amy put some plant food on her flowers.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 5:55 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 6:00 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 6:05 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 6:05 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 6:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 6:13 pm
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