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Post by Tekka King on Jan 11, 2010 21:33:56 GMT -5
Of course, the only word that made it through Tekka's head was 'cookie.' "Wait, you have cookies? Where?!" She looked frantically around Caitlyn's person. "I wanna cookie!" She immediately turned on the puppy-dog eyes when the search turned up no evidence of the sugary morsels. The irresistible eyes that could have melted even the heart of the legendary Seto Kaiba.
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Post by Caitlyn Masters on Jan 11, 2010 21:42:37 GMT -5
Caitlyn smacked her forehead. "Yes, I have cookies." She reached into her sidebag and pulled out a pouch. The puppy eyes were unnecessary. To deny Tekka cookies when she so clearly wanted them would be child abuse. She offered the younger girl the food. "You get two," she said. "hey're sugar, I hope you like that kind."
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Post by Tekka King on Jan 11, 2010 22:03:22 GMT -5
Tekka squealed in delight and began eating the first of the cookies. "Mmm, they be the good kind." She smiled as the sugar began to hit her system. If any of her family had seen her, they would have denied her the cookies at all costs. Mostly to save the sanity of everyone in the room, Tekka on a sugar high was not something anyone wanted to see. Improper grammar use was one of the first signs.
But Caitlyn most likely did not know this, and was thus blissfully unaware of the horror she had unleashed upon the hospital.
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Post by Madoka Mizu on Jan 17, 2010 21:26:11 GMT -5
Madoka walked out of the other room wearing a brace on her ankle. She also had a crutch she was using to walk with carefully. She felt stupid having to walk in this... whatever it is. How could she run and skip and play and jump? The answer: she wasn't. Well, at least they didn't say anything about her shots.
She sighed and continued to walk into the waiting room. Caitlyn and Tekka were having a conversation. The older of the Toras handed Tekka a cookie, which she began to eat. Madoka grinned, sitting back in her seat beside Tekka.
"You two have fun while I was gone?" she asked playfully. She noticed a new spark in Tekka's eyes that signaled something was about to happen. "Uh, Tek'? Just what exactly makes you really hyper...?"
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Post by Tekka King on Jan 31, 2010 13:16:13 GMT -5
(Ooc: Sorry for the taking forever-ness, my compy caught a virus. And BTW, without spaces is Tekka talking really freaking fast.)
Tekka swallowed and tapped her fingers on the armrest of the chair rapidly. "Dunno." The tapping picked up in pace and she smiled widely, swinging her legs. "CouldBeAnyNumberOfThings. MostlySugar,ILikeSugar! It'sSweetAndTastyAndSweetButIAlreadySaidThatDidn'tI? DoYouLikeSugarMadoka?" At this point she had noticed Madoka's brace. She was on the floor peering at it, eye-level with the brace.
"TheDoctorPutThatOnRight? DoesItHurt? DidHeSayYouNeededShots? IDon'tLikeShots. TheyHurtAndTheDoctorDoesn'tCareIfItHurtsSoLongAsHeGetsMoney."
There was a pause, then: "CaitlynCanIHaveAnotherCookie?" Tekka was back in her chair and had her head cocked at the cookies. The transition from chair to floor to chair again was astoundingly fast and few people had even noticed she had left the chair in the first place.
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Post by Caitlyn Masters on Jan 31, 2010 13:56:30 GMT -5
Caitlyn couldn't help but smirk slighlty. She could see the signs of Tekka getting very hyper, and she needed some entertainment while she waited to be called. She knew that she was low on the list. Her ankle was just sprained, not broken.
However, she was not foolish enough to give Tekka a third cookie. "No, Tekka. Later," she said, putting the cookies away. She waved at Madoka. "Good to see that you've been treated," she said.
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Post by Madoka Mizu on Feb 6, 2010 21:45:45 GMT -5
Madoka laughed at Tekka's behavior and looked over at Caitlyn with an amussed look on her face.
"Can I have a cookie, Caitlyn...? I promise, I won't get as hyper as Tekka." she joked. She turned back to Tekka. "I'm guessing you wanna burn off some of that energy? I suggest a race, but me and Caitlyn aren't really in the position to be running right now." she giggled.
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Post by Tekka King on Feb 6, 2010 21:56:55 GMT -5
Tekka looked up at Caitlyn like a child wanting permission to go play outside. "CanIGoJuggleAComputerPrettyPrettyPlease?" She blinked, thinking that perhaps she should suggest an alternative activity if they weren't in the mood for computer juggling. "OrPlayHideAndGoSeekWithTheBunnies? OrPlayArmy? Or-" She cut herself off with a gasp.
"Kitty!" She squealed, rushing for the window. Sure enough there was a black and gray cat sitting upon the window ledge. She tugged on the bolted window, not noticing that there was a latch that would open it.
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