Second Floor CR, Tuesday Night

Jun 17, 2008 21:10

Ella needed to mend the blouse she had torn the week before, but she was too bored and restless to stay in her room. She took it and her little sewing kit out to the common room and perched on the couch, frowning at her needle and thread. The fact she knew how to sew from her time at finishing school didn't make it any fun at all.

[OOC: Ooooopen.]

2nd floor common room, adah price, blair waldorf, ella of frell

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ecirpnellehada June 18 2008, 02:11:06 UTC
It was rare that Pride turned out to be as loud and annoying as his mother had been, but, tonight, he must have been in a bit of a mood and was keeping Adah from properly relaxing. A bit reluctantly, she moved toward the common room, rabbit cradled and curled like a ball of fluff in the crook of her good arm and, when she got to the common room, she awkwardly but relatively easily, bent in a little to set him down on the floor. Let him run around like crazy in here; she didn't care if he chewed on anything here, and maybe he'd wear himself out by the time he'd had his fun expending himself so she could sleep well enough tonight.

Fat chance, though, which was why Adah was going for the cupboard for a cup of tea while Pride hopped across the floor with random abandon. The people already in the room got a bit of a hike of her chin in a vague sort of greeting.

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ella_obeys June 18 2008, 02:15:50 UTC
Ella was happy for the excuse to set aside her mending. "Bunny!" she said gleefully, kneeling to get a better look at the rabbit.

She glanced to the brunette making tea. "Is he yours?" she inquired.

It may have been a stupid question.

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ecirpnellehada June 18 2008, 02:24:15 UTC
With Adah as an owner, Pride wasn't exactly used to joyful exclamations in response to him. Thrown books, maybe, but rarely sounds. He jumped quite a bit, skittering away behind the television set, and only tentatively peeking out a moment later.

And then, as if remembering his name, he hopped back out with his head lifted, nose twitching, as if pretending that no such skittering occurred.

Adah watched it all with her amusement plainly clear in her crooked face, a mug dangling from her good hand, and she nodded a little in response.

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ella_obeys June 18 2008, 02:32:33 UTC
Ella stayed kneeling on the floor, holding some fingers out to the skittish bunny. She watched it exit and return with some amusement on her face, then glanced back at Adah.

"He's handsome," she declared. "Or she's beautiful, one can't really tell with rabbits. Or at least I can't; I'm sure you know."

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ecirpnellehada June 18 2008, 02:43:48 UTC
Pride hopped forward just a little bit more, just slightly out of the girl's reach, and there he stayed, head still lifted. Clearly indicating that, yes, of course, she could pet him, but that was the most effort he was making on the deal, and he certainly hoped she'd felt privileged for the chance.

The whole thing had Adah snorting. "He," she informed the other girl. What? Couldn't she tell by that alone?

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ella_obeys June 18 2008, 02:50:01 UTC
Ella looked at the rabbit with some amusement, noting a certain male arrogance to the way he held his ears, as if preening. "He," she agreed, scooting forward to pet him. "I'm Ella, by the way."

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ecirpnellehada June 18 2008, 02:57:13 UTC
The rabbit's ears twitched a little with impatience; he didn't have all day. He was in the big room, and there was hopping to be done!

"Adah," she offered, a bit reluctantly, but the days of not talking were going to pass for good once she left for Emory, so she'd better get used to it. She could still keep it simple and short, though. She gave a jerk of her head toward the rabbit. "Pride," she offered, turning a bit toward the cupboard to finish getting her tea ready.

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ella_obeys June 18 2008, 03:07:00 UTC
Ella petted the rabbit for a moment, aware it no doubt had other rabbitish duties it wished to attend to. "Nice to meet both of you," she declared. "I was new in May, and I seem to still be finding people I hadn't met before."

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ecirpnellehada June 18 2008, 03:17:35 UTC
That was it? Pride was loftily disappointed. For a few moments, anyway, before he wen and hopped off again to explore behind the couch.

"I generally don't tend to meet people much at all," Adah commented with a slight shrug of her good shoulder while her hand busied itself with preparing the tea.

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ella_obeys June 18 2008, 03:18:58 UTC
"How do you manage that?" Ella asked, curious.

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ecirpnellehada June 18 2008, 03:27:52 UTC
Adah grinned lightly, shaking her head a little. It wasn't that difficult to figure that out. You simply didn't talk to people and stayed in your room; common sense. Nothing worth wasting words on, so Adah didn't say anything. The kettle started to whistle and she lifted it from the range, turning toward Ella and tilting her head slightly in question as she held it up. Tea?

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ella_obeys June 18 2008, 03:35:55 UTC
Adah, it seemed, wasn't much for words. Well, that was superior to its opposite, Olive, who spoke every thought and many things that were not worthy of the term.

"Please," Ella said, with a slight smile and a nod.

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ecirpnellehada June 18 2008, 03:42:08 UTC
With a slight nod, Adah set the teapot back on the stove so that she could get another mug; she placed it on the counter so that she could them pour the tea. Back to the range with the pot to pick up the tea cup and turn, holding it out for Ella. The other girl looked good, healthy and whole. She could be the one to move to get her tea.

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ella_obeys June 18 2008, 04:07:17 UTC
Her move, then. Ella took the few steps to get the cup and found sugar to add before taking a sip.

It was very good tea. "Thank you," she said. "What kind is this?"

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ecirpnellehada June 18 2008, 04:12:40 UTC
And Adah had just finished looping her fingers around the handle of her mug when Ella asked; she sighed a little in a slight bit of annoyance. True, she could have just said what it was, but there was a big difference in agreeing to speak more freely and wasting unnecessary words. Her fingers unraveled away from the handle, reaching for the tin of Ceylon tea and setting it on the counter, shifting it so that the label could be clearly read from where Ella was.

Her fingers made another reach for her mug.

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