Arietta the Wild (
wildlittlegirl) wrote2012-11-03 12:19 am
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3 Monster Friends [Voice] - Content Warning
[ The thing about having stunted growth, being raised by monsters, and then subsequently raised by a boy around your age, is that sometimes you miss out on being informed about key parts of life.
Arietta sniffles a few times before she manages to address the journal. ]
Is there a doctor... um... Can a doctor come here? A lady would be better... I think.
[ She takes a few unsteady breaths. ]
I don't know what happened. It won't stop bleeding...
Arietta sniffles a few times before she manages to address the journal. ]
Is there a doctor... um... Can a doctor come here? A lady would be better... I think.
[ She takes a few unsteady breaths. ]
I don't know what happened. It won't stop bleeding...
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It does! [ And she will be following after Fenimore, thinking nothing of her going ahead. ] Should I do something to help?
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If you want to help, then you can lend me a hand finding the ingredients, since this isn't my own kitchen. I'll need flour, sugar, and baking powder.
[ Salt should be easy enough to find. Ditto on the cold ingredients. No need to give too long a list. And with that, they arrive in the kitchen. ]
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She knows where Asch and Ginji put stuff, at least. ]
I think they might be over here.
[ And she opens a cabinet!
... No, not in here. --oh wait, that says flour! Arietta will just be pulling that out of the cabinet now. ]
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She glances over her shoulder to see Arietta pulling out the flour. ]
Thanks! That's a big help.
[ Okay, time to preheat the pan and then...bowls. That shouldn't be too hard to find, right? ]
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Um... ]
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Oh well. ]
I'll start looking from this end, and you can check from that end. They've got to be in here somewhere.
[ ...She assumes. ]
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That sounds like a good idea.
[ It's also entirely possible that they're higher up than she can reach, whoops.
But for now she'll head to the end and start looking. ]
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On her end, Fenimore looks fairly briskly. Open, glance through, shut, on to the next one. The other ingredients have to be here somewhere, right? ]
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Arietta has just enough manners to know that climbing up on the counter is a bad thing. She can just barely reach the handles for the upper cabinets, but she pauses when she sees the very top of a container with something white in it. ]
Fenimore? Is that one of them?
[ She can't see the label :( ]
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But it does look about right, so she bluffs. ]
Um -- yeah. That's it. Just a moment, I'll get it down.
[ Counters may be out of bounds, but chairs are okay in Fenimore's book, so she'll grab one to use as an impromptu stool. Mission succe -- !
Wait. This isn't it. But, with the additional height, she notices a different container labeled baking powder farther back on the shelf.
...
She quietly positions herself to try to block Arietta's line of sight as she swaps the positions of the two and claims the right one rather than admit that she made a mistake. She'll hope that she won't notice the containers look different when she gets down with it. ]
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Once Fenimore is safely back on the ground, Arietta tries to get a look at what she's holding. ]
Are you okay? Which one is last?
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I'm fine. Don't worry -- I'm pretty used to climbing on chairs with this height. [ Her grin is a little self-depricating, but she does find it easier to admitting to being short enough to need a chair or the like often enough to someone who is notably shorter. ]
And all that's left is the sugar -- though I guess we could make it without it if we had to. But a kitchen has to have sugar somewhere, right?
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[ And she points to... you guessed it, another cabinet up high. ]
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[ This is a job for the chair! ...Because otherwise it's a job for bouncing undignifiedly. She drags it over -- she nearly asks Arietta to help make it less awkward to carry, but then she remembers the girl is in the middle of her first period and abstains from that -- and gets atop it.
And...well, there seem to be a number of things up here. Possible success? As she roots through the cabinet, she glances down. ]
How tall are your housemates?
[ Not that it really took that much difference to change between someone who struggled with high cabinets and someone who could use them easily. ]
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[ Do you need her to help put things down? Arietta walks over when she notices that Fenimore seems to be taking a while with this cabinet. ]
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A...cheagle? What's that?
[ And, as she asks, she finds the sugar hiding behind another container. Taking it out, she notices that Arietta has walked over and hands it down. It would probably be about as easy to just set it on the counter, but it requires less bending down from her position on the chair. ]
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Oh! They're monsters from my world. They're small and can be lots of different colors. They're not very strong but some of them can breathe fire.
I don't think I've seen ours today. Maybe he's sleeping.
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[ Not that she can judge, since she does have a giant bird monster as a pet, which helps her to contain her tone to just mild skepticism rather than out-and-out disbelief. But...fire-breathing. Strong or not, that sounds like a dangerous thing, especially in a wooden house.
Anyway. Time to hop down from the chair and begin the pancake preparation process. ]
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He's mostly Asch's. He's always had him, so even though I don't like cheagles I think it's okay. He hasn't set anything big on fire, either.
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[ Fenimore's not too sure she would accept even small things being set on fire, but, well, at least it's not her house. Not willing to go searching for measuring cups and the like, she eyeballs the amounts of ingredients to put in almost absent-mindedly -- she's done this a lot. ]
So, are you not much of an animal person? [ She's extrapolating from the comment of not liking cheagles in entirely the wrong direction. ]
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