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Post by Arwen on Jun 20, 2005 11:38:37 GMT -5
Luckily, Akila wasn't juggling, and with the reflexes of her feline shift, she ducked, shaking her head and tisking softly as she turned to Kerituin to heed her words. "Assuming he does not drop anything first, I believe a melon would do wonderfully, actually. That big watermelon over there. He'll have to drop the rest to make sure he's not knocked full out on the floor, if I'm not mistaken. Shall we, then?"
Her mood was becoming slyer by the minute, and she innocently bit into another berrie, smiling back at Fionan as she turned away from her mummering for a moment. She eyed the melon, not far off, with nonchalance, tossed one more strawberry into the fray, and stepped closer to the table.
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Post by Elladan on Jun 20, 2005 13:30:46 GMT -5
He eyed her, but his concentration was resricted. With so many fruit one has no time for auxillary matters. He caught the berry swiftly, positioned it correctly, then spit another fruit at her, hoping to succeed this time, though now she was even farther away. He turned his gaze over to Kerituin, smiling at her softly, eyes calm and colorful as he spoke. "Why that new glint in your eyes, lĂșne? 'tis a glint of laughter, discretion, a secret held within, a plot." His brows rose, hoping for an informative reply.
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