Nephenee (
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mylittlejamjar2013-10-22 11:12 pm
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2nd Spear, backdated to the 20th (visual)
[It's been awhile since Nephenee's posted, but she's been busy. She had gone exploring for awhile since the heat was too much to even think of planting, but after coming back in time for the race, she's beenhard at work tilling and weeding and planting the short growing vegetables before winter sets in. She's done for the day, so she flops down on her bed in her room, and, realizing she hasn't said anything much to people lately, she opens the magical scroll. Have a slightly dirty looking (okay more than slightly dirty, she's got a leaf or two in her hair, which is singed in places), but happy seeming teal haired pony.]
Wow, sure been awhile since ah used this here scroll thingamajig. Ah've been real busy though. Went explorin' for a bit, then ah got ta work on the farm. If it goes as planned we should have some good crops coming in soon...
From what ah can tell, we've got some new folks, too. So ah guess ah should introduce mahself. Mah name's Nephenee, and ah live down here at the commune.
[Uhhhhh what else should she say...trying to be more personable is hard...
Yeah, she's kind of got nothing. Well uh...the weather's a safe topic right?]
So uh, the leaves sure are all over the place. Gettin' cool too. Ain't too much different than home, ah suppose.
[EDIT: I forgot her hair is a complete mess from the flames still. If you would like to have your dudes comment go right on ahead!]
Wow, sure been awhile since ah used this here scroll thingamajig. Ah've been real busy though. Went explorin' for a bit, then ah got ta work on the farm. If it goes as planned we should have some good crops coming in soon...
From what ah can tell, we've got some new folks, too. So ah guess ah should introduce mahself. Mah name's Nephenee, and ah live down here at the commune.
[Uhhhhh what else should she say...trying to be more personable is hard...
Yeah, she's kind of got nothing. Well uh...the weather's a safe topic right?]
So uh, the leaves sure are all over the place. Gettin' cool too. Ain't too much different than home, ah suppose.
[EDIT: I forgot her hair is a complete mess from the flames still. If you would like to have your dudes comment go right on ahead!]
\o/ huzzah!
T-thanks.
[Hopefully he can't see her blushing even more as she skitters to the counter, and pulls a covered platter towards her, and grabs two cups from the shelf.]
Would ya like some tea? And would Pteragordon like anythin'?
no subject
Ah, tea would be wonderful!
[There's a squawk from Pteragordon.]
He would like to know if you have any crackers.
and then Pteragordon was a parrot?
What type ya like? The cake's vanilla and chocolate, so...maybe orange? I think Ah heard that goes with chocolate. Ah got a bunch o' different blends. Lemme check on those crackers.
[Skitter skitter. Gosh she's anxious feeling for some reason. She checks in her bread cupboard.]
Yup, got a few. Would he like a small slice of cake too? Ain't many crackers.
prehistoric parrot
[He's shuffling around a little awkwardly himself, even if he's failed to pick up on her awkwardness.
Pteragordon perked up at the idea of cake for him, and he gave a happy-sounding cheep at the idea.]
He appears to be interested in trying some!
Now I want this to be a thing in a series somewhere. Talking pteranodons demanding crackers
[Luckily she's gotten the hand of these magic fire devices. She sets the kettle on, then puts the little tea spoons in the cups after filling and shutting them. While the kettle starts to heat, she comes over, and smiles, gesturing to the small table and chairs.]
Ah'm sorry, please have a seat.
In my mind's eye they are doing this while wearing little monocles and top hats and I don't know why
This all looks very nice!
I suddenly want a drawing of them drinking tea and eating cake like this yes. LIKE A SIR
Thank ya. Ah'm real glad Sir Bertie told me about this place. Even if Ah'm used to to campin' from the war, it's nice to have a roof over mah head. But Ah'm still decoratin'. Never know how long we'll be here, so might as well get comfy.
THE FANCIEST OF SIRS
[Pteragordon makes a squawking noise of protest.]
Our little cloud.