Wraith
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Post by Wraith on Sept 21, 2011 9:55:08 GMT -5
"Sure," she said, and went to work busily rinsing the carrots. If it would win Nevada over and relieve the awkwardness of her constantly being here, she'd do all the chores in the house.
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Post by NevadaShamien on Sept 21, 2011 11:18:33 GMT -5
Nevada watched Wraith for a minute before walking over to Tristan and Lucy, 'how was your day today?' she asked, looking up at Tristan
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Post by tshamien on Sept 21, 2011 11:33:50 GMT -5
"It was alright, nobody broke anything which is always a plus," He wrapped his free arm around her waist and smiled.
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Post by NevadaShamien on Sept 21, 2011 11:54:21 GMT -5
'thank God!' she laughed, 'you come home with another break and I think im certified to be a doctor she joked.'
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Post by tshamien on Sept 21, 2011 12:05:37 GMT -5
He laughed, "I know, specially my nose." Tristan sighed heavily and looked down at his sleeping daughter. "So much for keeping you awake..."
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Post by NevadaShamien on Sept 21, 2011 12:21:34 GMT -5
Nevada chuckled before walking back to Wraith, handing her the peeler. She wished She could make Wraith cook the whole damned meal so she could have a moment with Tristan.
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Wraith
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Post by Wraith on Sept 21, 2011 18:59:25 GMT -5
Wraith finished rinsing and set to peeling. She was actually pretty handy at it. Anything that required dexterity was a good job for her. "Just let me know if there's anything else I can do."
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Post by NevadaShamien on Sept 21, 2011 19:22:54 GMT -5
'could you make dinner while I welcome my husband home properly?' she joked, 'sorry...sorry,' she said walking back over to Wraith. 'well I have other veggies that need chopping for the soup if you want to,' se suggested.
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Wraith
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Post by Wraith on Sept 21, 2011 19:25:36 GMT -5
"I would if I knew how," she said with a laugh in response to the first suggestion, and, "Sure," to the second. She picked up a knife and awaited the vegetables. She was even more confident now, because the knife looked a lot like the one she used on victim number two.
((I had to. It made me laugh in a disturbed and evil way.))
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Post by tshamien on Sept 21, 2011 19:34:20 GMT -5
"Don't put that sort of pressure on her...and I don't want burnt chicken," Tristan called from the front room.
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Post by NevadaShamien on Sept 22, 2011 9:15:46 GMT -5
Nevada laughed, 'very true,' she said walking back to Wraith and preparing the chicken. 'do you ever cook Wraith?'
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Wraith
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Post by Wraith on Sept 22, 2011 10:07:11 GMT -5
"Not much," she admitted. She'd gone from servants to scavenging on the streets to being fed by nuns and street vendors. "Guess I should really learn one of these days, if I don't want to be a newsie forever."
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Post by NevadaShamien on Sept 22, 2011 11:29:44 GMT -5
'Id sure as hell hope you wouldn't. Being a newsie is hard shit,' she said starting to place the food in a pan to heat up on the stove
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Post by Wraith on Sept 22, 2011 17:41:24 GMT -5
She went on faithfully chopping vegetables and shrugged. "Not as bad as some things you can do." She found it very much preferable to prostitution. Besides, she had no idea what she would do when she got too old to sell papes. Become a cat burglar? Maybe an assassin?
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Post by NevadaShamien on Sept 22, 2011 20:17:36 GMT -5
'what have you done besides sell papes?' she asked curiously, 'after I stopped sellin I started breakin into rich folks homes and stealing shit, selling what I stole in the points and to different places. Tristan won't let me do that anymore,' she said shrugging.
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