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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[ 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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