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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2014 8:33 am
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There was a scowl from the young Alpha-to-be as he picked up the paring knife and a potato. He placed the knife on the root vegetable and pressed down too hard and slid the knife up, cutting off a chunk of the potato along with the skin. He stared at that and then the vegetable in his had. "....I don't think that is supposed to happen," he stated. "I have never done this before, is there a trick?" Oh newbie. So new in the world, so easily corrupted... so easy to be annoyed by. He had no experiences in anything that the real world offered, and yet here he was, trying to do it.
It was going to be a disaster wasn't it. He held his mess out. "Show me once, and I will do them all." At least the look on his face was determination. "And don't call me 'Alex'. That is not my name. It's 'Leo', and I will after I do this. I can handle a simple task if I'm shown properly how to do it."
There was a pause. As soon as he was shown how to properly peel, he took his disaster back . He killed that potato, but got better after two more. Pretty soon, it was just skin that was coming off instead of the meat along with it. He set it down and grabbed another, chewing on his lip. "I don't smell that bad, do I? If I shower... what will I wear?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2014 7:25 pm
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"How rude," said Leo. "You assume to much, Sir." He stood up, his long gangly self clothed in dirty but pretty clothes. The jewelry he wore rattled against itself as he stood and shifted on his shoe less feet. He stared at the other for a moment. "May I borrow clothes then so I can get ready for dinner?" He stood there, feeling a bit awkward by the looks of it and followed the other when told too.
He thanked Gabryle for the clothes and a towel and set about to figure out the bathroom. Very modern. The baths at home weren't like this. They were laid in gold and ceramic, and marble. He sniffed the various soaps in the room, picking them up and setting them down. His fingers ran over the stainless steel handles and the sink before he pulled back the curtain and looked inside there. Toilet, sink and the tub.
He wanted to use the shower head which he noticed as he looked up. Reaching in he turned the knobs for the water and tested the temperature as it spilled from the spiget. He smiled softly when he gauged what he liked and pulled the plunger. Water spit from the top and gushed out. He grinned and began to remove his clothes.
Everything was separated. He'd wash his own clothes, but the gems were something he could sell for money. Perhaps Gabryle would like them and could sell them. Even dirty, he folded his clothes and set them in a pile. Then, he slipped into the water and watched the dirt wash away down the drain.
It felt wonderful. Much better than just a simple bath. He reveled in it's heat and finally shut off the water and wrapped a towel around his waist. The clothes he was borrowing were humongous. He frowned a little, slipping his legs through the pant legs. No underwear. He wanted to eventually wear those. He'd have to tie the pants up so they'd fit better.
And now the shirt.
He'd leave the bathroom moments later with the shirt hanging off his shoulder and the pants rolled around the waist so they could stay.
"I feel like a child," he stated, holding out his arms. "You're far too large."
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2014 6:33 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2014 12:14 pm
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It was a bummer the other didn't trust him, but he quietly agreed. After the other left, he cleaned up what little needed cleaning, took a shower and then cleaned up after himself in there. It was far more complicated than he realized. He knew he should thank the wolves who took care of him, if he ever found his way back there. Hopefully... he never did. Nostrils flaring he opted to make himself a small meal. Something terrible simple. Gabryle had all sorts of things, like canned soup.
Whatever was in the soup was confusing, and he frowned trying to pronounce various ingredients. How odd. But at least he followed the directions to a T and after lunch, cleaned up again. Do something, clean, do something clean... that was what he had to tell himself.
Once finished with that, he sat back on the couch (after blankets and what not had been folded and set aside) and proceeded to figure out the tv. That's when Nixis appeared. He was so caught off guard, that he dropped the remote, and immediately bristled. Fangs bared, claws protruded and even his eyes had changed a bit. Scrawny or not, he at least knew how to defend himself.
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