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Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on Jan 2, 2020 13:45:21 GMT -5
Hagin smelled the savory pastry and noticed Hrafn's outfit change. "Whatcha cookin?" He asked, forgetting about the fact that she had just threatened his life an hour or so ago. "Do I smell chicken?" Scratch sat in the corner with his arms crossed in an unimpressed fashion and laughed at Hagon's interest in the food, but secretly longing to eat some himself.
Fluffy woke up, realizing Jade was next to her and rolled over onto her belly so her new friend could pet her. "Pet me! On my fluffy belly!" She meowed.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2020 14:29:37 GMT -5
Hrafn said, "Chicken pot pie. I wanted to try the recipe my mother used…": With a slightly forlorn expression at how her mother had died, she set it out to cool. "And yes, you are smelling chicken." Taking a sticky note and putting, "Don't eat until timer has gone up," she set a timer for exactly 15 minutes. Kraka came from outside and said, "Is that… mom's recipe?" Hrafn nodded. They learned it at the age of 8, but their mother had helped the first times. They made it as well as she did now. Hrafn said, "She always said to put it out for at least 15 minutes before eating it." Kraka laughed. "But we always burned our tongues trying it before it was ready." Kraka never had, with her fire resisitance, but Hrafn did once. She suddenly remembered having to hunt with a knife, to get Kraka and her some food and cover. Selling the skin wasn't a problem. She only hunted when designated, and hunted large.
Kraka remembered a scent when she came back inside the house. It reminded her of home. Not in the wilderness, not in the cabins at Camp Krisyte. Just… her first home. Her mother. Hrafn had made the one thing Kraka had often helped with. The special chicken pot pie of their mother. A tear rolled down the Hephaestas child's face. It reminded her of days long ago. 5 years since she had tasted it last. And now here it was. "Is that…mom's recipe?" Hrafn nodded. Fifteen minutes passed, and Hrafn sliced the pastry. Putting three slices out, she said, "Jade, do you want some?"
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Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on Jan 2, 2020 14:36:20 GMT -5
I'm guessing they lost their mother. Hagon thought. I would hate losing anyone like mom or dad. He took his piece, slightly regretting asking about it and sat back down in his chair again.
Scratch watched from a distance.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2020 14:44:38 GMT -5
Hrafn forgot exactly what it tasted like, and then remembered the delicate balance of spice, from a touch of chili powder, corn, peas, celery, carrots, salt, and chicken. She had used pepper as well. The memory of her mother made her think, 'This is for you, Freya Bjorn. I remember you.' The pastry tasted exactly like she remembered, balanced with the slight sweetness of the puff pastry and the savory gravy. Her heart ached gently, with the memory of slashing down anything that tried to get her mother's body. With a tear rolling down her cheek during her grief in the memory, she saw Arya, and they had often been called Little Hrafn and Little Kraka, so they had dropped the "Little" and renamed themselves. Their old names hurt more than a knife. It reminded them of the painful past, and why they never opened up to anyone. Kraka gave her a glance that said, 'I feel the same.' Eating the rest, she then put the plate in the sink, with water running over the dirty surface.
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Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on Jan 2, 2020 14:50:09 GMT -5
Hagon ate his share of the chicken pot pie and found it was delicious. He thought to thank Hrafn, but knew it might bring back whatever memories she had of her mother. He put his plate on the coffee table and waited until he could get to the sink to wash them. "Fluffy seems to like you." He said to Jade, trying to lighten the mood a bit.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2020 15:00:08 GMT -5
Hrafn said, "What's done is done. Our mother died defending us from burglars. We ran and now we are here. Our dad told us to come here." The partial lie and partial truth rolled off easily. They had told the same lie so many times. The pie got covered and popped in the fridge. She sang, softly, "A carnival of angry souls; who can never come home. They are the only friends I have. And we all want you to go." The song she had sang in the dark, with Kraka. Going up to her room, Hrafn just put a small feather in her hand and fiddled with it. Aether cawed. She understood Hrafn and Kraka, and Alpha as well. They all had lost their parents, or had sorta dirtbags for them. Aether had a dead mother, like Anna and Arya. Alpha had been taken from a nest with a dead parent. The four people had a bond, forged from pain. It binded them close, and rejecting many others.
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Post by 🌹Jayjaycats🌹 on Jan 2, 2020 17:08:10 GMT -5
Jade had ignored Hagon when he first came in and had just patted Fluffys belly. Now when he returned, she sighed annoyed. "I guess so. The macnchese was good by the way." She said the last sentence a bit more nicely. Jade pulled Fluffy onto her lap and cuddled her
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Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on Jan 2, 2020 17:16:26 GMT -5
Fluffy purred. "Don't forget to scratches my belly." She said, rolling over again.
Hagon put his feet up on the coffee table and got out his phone.
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Post by 🌹Jayjaycats🌹 on Jan 2, 2020 17:35:01 GMT -5
Jade scratched Fluffys belly and pulled out her phone, taking a few selfies of her and the cat. She smiled. Selfies made things abit better.
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Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on Jan 2, 2020 17:40:50 GMT -5
Fluffy enjoyed the belly scratches and didn't even notice her take a selfie until she opened her eyes. She sat up. "What're you doing?" She asked.
Hagon browsed his social media.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2020 17:58:58 GMT -5
Hrafn then went to her room to pour herself a drink and she then just thought about whether Jade was a shapeshifter. The tracks were suspicious.
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Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on Jan 2, 2020 18:18:27 GMT -5
Hagon decided to go upstairs, noticing he wasn't particularly wanted. He went upstairs and worked on recording another video for his channel on Minecraft.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2020 18:21:59 GMT -5
Hrafn opened Minecraft and got into a new modded world. Dragon Mounts, Just Enough Items, and Damage Indicators. She made it into an open server. With no audio except from her headset, she made a code where for every player, they got one egg, a saddle, and a name tag. Fish would be gotten after the dark came. She titled it, "MODDED DRAGON RIDER"
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Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on Jan 2, 2020 18:29:00 GMT -5
Hagon turned on Minecraft and saw a server that was open to the public. "Who made this?" He whispered, noticing how cool it looked. "Ravenclaw67656?" He asked the screen. Then name reminded him of his roommate so he turned his computer off and climbed into the roof again, looking at the darkening sky with a sigh. (Someone should totally startle him so he falls off the roof. XD
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2020 18:35:43 GMT -5
Hrafn spawned in, and then dug a ton of dirt and built a stairway to heaven to spawn an aether dragon. Muttering, "I make servers well," she then got tools and got a small hut built, with coal. She made a couple torches, and illuminated the house and stairwell. Stone tools on the first day. Seeing iron, she mined the ore out and made a furnace. 10 blocks of iron? A good vein of the valuable ore. She smelted it and waited the night out in her hut. Getting off of the game, she knocked on Hagon's door.
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