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prayingone

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Dec 17, 2009 23:31

[Voice]Ah, um... hello, everyone! This is Shirley. Er, well... today, I was baking some jam tarts for the house and, well... I got my measurements wrong. To save my dough, I decided to just enlarge the batch and I ended up making much more than what I had originally planned ( Read more... )

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merines_guard December 18 2009, 05:38:06 UTC

[...well, this could get interesting. There's a wingless Walter wandering outside this particular house, wondering where he is NOW.]

[However, the smell of tarts distracts him. Cue him wandering over towards the house, though he stands outside instead of bothering Shirley, instead deciding to focus on one thing.]

...Nerifes, where am I now...?

prayingone December 18 2009, 05:47:36 UTC

[Shirley's opened the kitchen window because the oven is making the entire house very warm, even with the weather. So she'll be popping her head outside once she spots that characteristic blue, white, blonde, and grumpy figure, with the thought of cajoling him into trying a tart.]

There you are, Walter! Some of the tarts are ready -- would you like to try one?

merines_guard December 18 2009, 05:50:39 UTC

[Blink. Well, there's someone we haven't seen in a while.]

Merines...! You're here, as well...?

prayingone December 18 2009, 05:52:44 UTC

[Shirley tilts her head, looking confused.]

Well, yes... didn't I tell you I was going to be home all day, once I got home from the grocery store?...

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[action] xelhes December 18 2009, 05:40:20 UTC

[Somewhere over by some cooling rack, Fenimore is taking her hand back from where she was just about to snatch a strawberry one. She's been spending her time getting slowly driven mad by the smells in the kitchen and not paying attention to the journal, so she's entirely unaware of the fourth wall event. She'll get her own post later today.]

But they smell so good!

[action] prayingone December 18 2009, 05:49:12 UTC

[Shirley turns on Fenimore, hands on her hips, trying her best to look stern.]

You can try one of the others, okay? You'll burn your fingers if you try the strawberry ones!...

[action] xelhes December 18 2009, 05:59:23 UTC

But I really like strawberry.... [She barely manages to keep from being loud enough to sound like she's whining. But she does start to move down the counter.]

I guess the apple ones are over here?

[action] prayingone December 18 2009, 06:04:53 UTC

Yes, those are the apple ones... they're ready to be eaten. [Meaning, they're still warm but they won't burn you if you try and eat them.]

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corrinesbell December 18 2009, 05:47:35 UTC

Depends on how they taste.

prayingone December 18 2009, 05:53:21 UTC

Fenimore seems to think they taste good... [At the rate she's snitching them, anyway.]

corrinesbell December 18 2009, 06:43:31 UTC

Guess I could have some, then.

[tarts bring back serious Luceti memories]

prayingone December 18 2009, 06:57:51 UTC

My house is number thirty-four. Feel free to come over whenever you'd like.

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eternalchick December 18 2009, 06:34:45 UTC

[There is a Norma not so stealthily peaking into your kitchen window to check out the source of these delicious smells.]

prayingone December 18 2009, 06:37:20 UTC

[And here is Shirley, pulling out a fresh pan of tarts and ... nearly jumping out of her skin in surprise.]

N... Norma?

eternalchick December 18 2009, 06:44:21 UTC

Oh Shirl! Hey, these smell great! Got any to spare for your pal huh? [Man, she's eying them awful close. She hardly noticed how surprised you must be to see her.]

prayingone December 18 2009, 07:00:03 UTC

[Shirley spots that look, and pulls the tray away from Norma, again, trying to look stern. The safety of her tarts comes before being shocked over Norma wandering into her house.]

Not these. They need to cool.

plumesdelamer December 18 2009, 06:40:28 UTC

[Baking sense... tingling! Suddenly thrown into a very weird place, Simon has nothing better to do than follow his baking sense. Maybe he'd find someone?]

[... tarts!]

[He anxiously looks for a window or some way to find out who's making tarts. whoever makes tarts must be a good person who can explain what's going on.]

prayingone December 18 2009, 07:01:03 UTC

[There is a nice, big window that looks into the kitchen -- and it's even open, because the oven's made it so stuffy. Simon should be able to see a familiar, blue-winged figure bustling about, currently working on a tray of peach tarts.]

plumesdelamer December 18 2009, 07:06:11 UTC

[Edging closer and closer until he recognizes-] Shirley!

prayingone December 18 2009, 07:12:58 UTC

[Shirley hears her name being called, and turns to respond.]

Hello! [... unfortunately, as this is not the DR or the failwhale, she can't remember you. Sorry, Simon.] Can I help you?...

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