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Post by Princess Katie on Apr 22, 2008 20:51:35 GMT -5
Nellie took the seven and laid her pair of sevens down on the wall, “Lookit ‘at, I’m beatin you already! I fought you said you were the ‘Go Fish King’…or sumfin’ loik that. I don’t see no proof of that. Anyhow, yer turn.”
She arranged her cards in her hand, strategizing and chattering on as she did so, “Of course no boys is good ‘nuff. They’re boys, which everyone knows is way less fantastic than girls is. The only fing boys ‘as got is they makes the money an’ owns the farms. Tha’s the way things is. I dunno why it’s loik that, but—“ Nellie’s eyes grew noticeably wider and she completely interrupted herself for this new game. “’Ow fast?” she asked excitedly, pressing her cards face-down into her lap. She was easily distracted, but she was no fool when it came to fun and games. She wasn’t just going to display her hand that easily.
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Post by Miss Jack on Apr 23, 2008 18:18:42 GMT -5
"I'm just letting you get ahead, so when I swoop in and win, it's more impressive."
He frowned, about to comment on the 'boys are less fantastic than girls' thing, but her enthusiasm was too much to resist. "Alright, watch---" he said, and placed a lemon drop on the tip of his tongue. He held his tongue out where she could see it and the lemon sizzled and liquified with the heat he poured into it. It melted a little faster than he anticipated and he had to awkwardly wiggle his tongue to keep from leaking all over his lap.
He swallowed and grinned, holding his arms out like a magician who'd just completed his greatest feat.
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Post by Princess Katie on Apr 23, 2008 23:05:56 GMT -5
“Your strategy is dumb,” she said flatly. Oh, but that lemon drop thing was awesome! Nellie literally let out a squeak of excitement and clapped her hands, sending her cards scattering in enthusiasm. So much for that whole ‘not foolish when it came to games’ thing. Her short attention span defeated her strategy once more.
“That was amazin’, Alexander! ‘Ow d’ya do that loik that?” She bounced up and down with great excitement, like she had never seen anything better in her life.
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Post by Miss Jack on Apr 23, 2008 23:16:48 GMT -5
He laughed at the expression on her face. Whenever he did that trick at home, his dad told him to keep his tongue in his mouth where no one had to see it. "Thank you, thank you," he said, taking a couple mini-bows. "It's not that special though, really. My tongue is just especially hot." He blew out a whistle of steam from between his teeth to prove his point. He glanced down at their cards, now scattered, a few of them having toppled right off the wall. One eyebrow slowly arching, he glanced at her. "You messed up our playing field. I win."
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Post by Princess Katie on Apr 23, 2008 23:36:46 GMT -5
“You’re a wizard,” she squeaked, still greatly amused by this whole trick. “It’s cause of yer ‘ole ‘fire’ fing, then? Fan-tas-tic!” When she first met him, and he sort of set a ton of her flowers on fire, the whole able-to-set-things-on-fire thing was a little put-offish. But if it enabled hi to do magnificent tricks such as that, oh, it was definitely a good thing. “I can’t do any cool tricks er anyfin.” She sounded defeated, but her disappointment was quickly replaced with anger.
“No! No! You did not win! Tha’s not the rules! Even if that were the rules, it’s yer fault that I messed it all up.” She hopped down and scooped up the cards on her side of the wall. “You know I get excited real easy,” she said with a pout, tossing the cards onto the wall/card table.
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Post by Miss Jack on Apr 24, 2008 23:52:12 GMT -5
He felt a pathetic rush of ego at the title 'wizard', but somehow managed to refrain from doing the entire "Flame and Magic Spectacular" production.
"How would you know?" he countered. "Who's the prince here-- me or you?" But despite his words, he picked up his cards again. "Fine, cheater. I'll beat you your way. Got any nines? And don't be so hard on yourself. Flower-tiara-making is pretty impressive." He tipped his head, showing off his own crown of leafy florals.
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Post by Princess Katie on Apr 25, 2008 23:52:24 GMT -5
Nellie handed over her red nine with a frown. There would be no way he could beat her. This was her turf. What she did was shepherding, daisy chaining, and game playing. It was a point of pride. “Not for Dreams, it ain’t. I don’t knows a real Dream girl ‘oo can’t make a sturdy an’ pretty daisy chain. Maybe Nightmares ‘ave an issue wiff it. But it’s a bog-standard trick fer us Peep girls.” She patted her crown in place, rather prideful despite her protests.
“D’you got a queen?” She asked, peeking at him over her cards. “And, ‘ow, may I ask, does bein’ a prince make you know more about Go Fish than me?”
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Post by Miss Jack on Apr 25, 2008 23:57:58 GMT -5
"Because," he drawled, as if it were obvious, "If you're more important, you know more. And in the hiearchy of life, it goes bums, drunks, blue-collar, rich, Sheep-Girls, royalty. So."
He laid out his pair with flashy showiness. He checked his hand and grinned. "Go fish. And do other sheep herders, with their mediocre daisy chaining, tame rogue Nightmares without batting an eye like you?"
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Post by Princess Katie on Apr 26, 2008 0:46:26 GMT -5
“Well, if you’re so smart, then you’d know it’s ‘shepherdess’ not ‘sheep herder’,” Nellie said flippantly, fishing through the stack of cards, drawing three before she got her queen. She put down that pair, and a pair she was able to create from her drawings, and quirked a blonde brow at Alexander. Three pairs. What now?
Nellie pursed her lips, obviously confused at that last comment, “Whatchoo mean, ‘tame’? I understands the meanin’ of the word, but not as it applies to this conversation.” She brushed a loose flower petal off of her skirt, and casually added, “And, probably they don’t.”
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Post by Miss Jack on Apr 26, 2008 0:53:22 GMT -5
Oh, I don't know, Sheep Girl, he thought. I don't wear flower crowns for just anyone.
"You see? Special." He scowled at her pairs before glaring gloomily at his own hand. "Hmm... have any jacks?"
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Post by Princess Katie on Apr 28, 2008 23:39:17 GMT -5
She clicked her tongue in disappointment and handed over her jack. “O’ course I’m special. ‘Special’ and ‘talented’ are two different things. I mean, I bet if you was to try, you could make a splendid flower crown. It’s all in the technique. If you want me to, I can teach you. Got any threes?”
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Post by Miss Jack on Apr 29, 2008 0:02:23 GMT -5
He set his jacks down proudly and glanced at his hand. "Damn," he cursed quietly, and handed over the three of diamonds in his hand.
"They're not that different," he argued. "And why would I want to learn how to make a flower crown? I can't think of a single situation in which I would use it."
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Post by Princess Katie on Apr 29, 2008 0:33:36 GMT -5
Bam. Pair of threes. What now, “master of Go Fish”?
She shrugged nonchalantly, “Oh, it’s very useful. What if I’m really really busy, and am in serious need of a wreath, but can’t make meself one. I could ‘ave you make me one, wouldn’t that be nice? Sometimes, when yer playin’ hide ‘n’ seek, it’s hard to remember ‘oo’s it, and ‘oo’s not, so it could be a sort of marker to tell you ‘oo you’ve gotta watch out for. They’re great for letting everyone know you won—loik a victory wreath. They protect from the sun if they’re big ‘nough. And they smell good.” She looked at him like he was stupid. How could you NOT know the million uses of flower crowns?
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Post by Miss Jack on Apr 29, 2008 0:43:01 GMT -5
He stared at her, wanting to laugh, but not being able to because this was clearly very serious business. "Number one, I don't need a victory wreath for people to know I'm the best and/or winner. Second, they smell good on girls. Three, I never get sunburn. But alright," he grinned slowly at her, "it would be really useful in a game of hide and seek. And maybe, maybe I like you enough to make you one if you're ever too busy."
He ended his rant and popped another lemon drop in his mouth; rolling it around, he studied his hand. "Got any tens?" Except with the candy against his tongue, it sounded like 'tenth'.
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Post by Princess Katie on Apr 29, 2008 1:03:32 GMT -5
“Don’t be stupid. Flowers smell the same on everyone. The scent don’t change from one person to the uvver. It’s not like “Oh yer a boy I best start to smellin’ like horse butt now.” I’s just not.” She scanned through her hand. There was a ten there. Ugh. But…she could cheat, slip it behind the seven. Nellie bit on her lip, fighting with her morals of good sportsmanship and her need to beat Alexander senseless in the game of Go Fish. Her sportsmanship won, and she relinquished the card with a sigh.
“Don’t play cute. You know you loik me enough to make me a flower crown if I need one. You said so yourself. “I jus’ don’t ‘ang out wiff any ole sheep herder.” or somefin’.”
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