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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 10:02 pm
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Kiwi paused and thought a moment. While it was true that Famine had managed to cultivate many exotic breeds of flora, some human-world plants even rumored to exist, he couldn't be certain that he'd ever heard of pennywort before. He shook his head in answer. "I'm afraid it's not familiar to me."
Her question though, seemed to perk his downcast expression slightly. Giving the softest smile, he nodded his head, accepting her hand as he rose to his feet again. "Alright. There must be at least one flower here you'll like." And with that he began searching. Kiwi collected several different flowers, some pale and dainty, others bright and bulbous, along with several variety of vines and leafy plants. He returned with an armload of various flora, spread out like the inner linings of an alchemist's robes at market. "Any of these pretties catch your fancy?? ..." For the moment at least, his troubles were forgotten.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 10:21 pm
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Ying's smile got a little bright as Kiwi agreed, and she gestured down the pathway she'd come from. "My tent is this way then!"
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Along the way, Ying told Kiwi more about herself, about her brother, about the gown she was going to make with these pink flowers.
When the arrived at the Zheng tent, Ying waved her arm and said, "Ah, welcome! Please make yourself at home." A quiet bow, and Ying entered the tent, taking her shoes off at the door. Inside, Jing seemed to be out for the moment, and rice bubbled in a pot over a fire. Ying muttered, "That brainless boil ... he forgot it again ..."
Sighing, she went to the pot and ladled a scoop into a bowl for Kiwi and for herself. It was a humble meal, but then, all meals here were humble compared to their Four Islands counterparts. It was a soup of sorts, rice and meat with vegetables interspersed. Nothing fancy, but as far as Ying was concerned? Kiwi could use what he could get. He was so skinny.
"Please sit!" she ushered, gesturing him to the small, low table that was Ying and Jing's dinner table. Three pillows sat around the table, which Ying placed herself on after putting down the two bowls and spoons. "Ah ... if you'd like more, just ask!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 10, 2013 11:30 pm
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Kiwi listened intently as Ying ferried him along. Never before, even in the company of Lifen or Lan, had he heard so much about daily life in the Conquest clan. It was intriguing to note.
When they arrived, he was fortunate he never wore any form of slipper, and simply dusting his feet off, stepped inside. The room was quaint, but cozy. A bit like some of the narrower tunnels of his own home, though the rooms themselves were usually far bigger than this. The colt tucked his wings in a bit, and found a seat on one of the empty pillows. Ying seated herself beside him, and passed across a steaming bowl. While the soup may have looked plain, it's taste was quite delicious, and after a few minutes he glanced up from his now-empty bowl and smiled gently. "You are a wonderful cook. And if you please, I would be honored with seconds?? ..."
She wished to feed him, and for the moment, he wished to taste more of Conquest's beautiful dishes.
chimarii I have not forgotten you *v* <3
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 5:08 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 02, 2013 5:55 pm
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Kiwi smiled politely as he accepted the second bowl. Which was admittedly just as good as the first. When finished, he placed it down with a slight nod of his head.
"That was a wonderful meal, Ying." Kiwi smiled, and to be honest, the soup had already warmed him up quite a bit. And it wasn't a very chilly day either. "That is a kind gesture, but I believe I will be fine. We Famine clansmen are bred tough."
He winked, and then slowly rose to his feet, stretching limbs. "I think I should be going. After spending all day in the gardens, someone will probably be looking for me." He was also a bit cramped in the small home, and somehow, the small space was making him slightly claustrophobic.
And so with his best smile and a polite dip of his head the Famine soldier made for the doorstep.
chimarii Trying to get this wrapped up finally?? ;v; skdfsdf
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Posted: Tue Apr 02, 2013 6:27 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 02, 2013 6:42 pm
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