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Post by clementine on Jan 11, 2010 0:10:27 GMT -5
Val nodded, nuzzling slightly against the hand. He didn't exactly believe Sit, but it was nice to hope for a while. "Yes." He replied, finally letting Sita go and hating it. Valerian creaked to his feet, offering his hand to the Zercan. He would go with him.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 11, 2010 0:17:00 GMT -5
Sita nodded. "Alright then," he said, standing. "Can you walk? We are nearly two miles from my camp. If not I can carry you."
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Post by clementine on Jan 11, 2010 0:19:50 GMT -5
"It is fine." Valerian replied. He didn't want to make Sita carry him. The male wasn't sure if he could handle the embarrassment. Val persevered, though he limped, walking with Sita back to camp.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 11, 2010 0:27:06 GMT -5
Eventually, Sita got tired of watching the guy hobble and shifted, knocking the male over onto his back and trotting off towards camp.
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Post by clementine on Jan 11, 2010 0:29:23 GMT -5
Val yelped and then huffed in irritation as he was tossed to the cat's back. He could have done it himself. "Do not have to." He muttered halfheartedly because he liked feeling the Zercan's fur against his skin.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 11, 2010 0:34:24 GMT -5
Sita chuffed in a way that almost sounded like "Shut up," as they arrived back in the clearining. Night was falling, so Sita would have to bathe tomorrow. That sucked.
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Post by clementine on Jan 11, 2010 0:39:35 GMT -5
"Do you want to bathe?" Valerian asked, once they were safely in the tree again. "Not night yet. Your camp will be safe." He added, as if reading Sita's mind. He smiled at the male, wanting him to be comfortable.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 11, 2010 16:16:10 GMT -5
Sita blinked at the male, ignoring is question before shifting back into his human form. "How old are you?" he asked, completely avoiding the question. He didn't even want to think about how creepy it was that the male knew what he was thinking.
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Post by clementine on Jan 11, 2010 16:59:26 GMT -5
Valerian looked confused by this and gave an awkward shrug. "Twenty one...turns?" He asked asked and didn't sound confident in this answer as all. His tribe wasn't all that keen on keeping a person's age and Val had been alone for so long that he had honestly forgotten.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 11, 2010 17:07:24 GMT -5
"You're only twenty one?" Sita asked, looking at the male in confusion. "You're only four years older than me." Sita said softly, looking at him before going to start dinner.
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Post by clementine on Jan 11, 2010 17:13:29 GMT -5
Valerian smiled sheepishly. "Gray hair and scars make for an older look." He replied, fingers a few of his beads as he watched Sita begin to cook. "Need help?" Val asked, feeling a little useless.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 11, 2010 17:27:28 GMT -5
"No," Sita said, shaking his head as he placed the meat on the spit after rubbing some herbs and oils into the skin. It served as seasoning. Sita looked at Valerian, "You can get water." he said, before starting the fire.
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Post by clementine on Jan 11, 2010 17:32:10 GMT -5
"Okay." Valerian replied, looking like an eager puppy. He scooped up the canteen and a nearby bucket before jumping out the tree and heading to the nearby spring. He filled both containers to the brim and returned in no time at all. Val sat the water down beside Sita before squatting and watching the male.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jan 11, 2010 17:40:59 GMT -5
Sita was humming a bit as he stripped the rest of the meat, placing it on a headed slab of rock to catch the smoke. He hummed his song, before finishing up.
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Post by clementine on Jan 11, 2010 17:45:08 GMT -5
Valerian listened intently to the song, his stomach growling loudly at the wonderful smell of food. He didn't move from his spot though, despite the fact that he wanted to snatched at the meat and run away with it. He didn't think Sita would like that though so he stayed put.
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