[Event Post: Seeking Snowflake]

[foreverchilled]

::The odd girl once entirely room bound is now quietly exploring the house. She'll open just about any door that isn't locked, and may even take a peek outside, into one of Xi's Cafes. She won't wander too far, though... poking her head out of the cafe is as far as she'll venture... but it's a start, right?::

Comments

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

Um...

Erly's an Erly's an Erly. I love him. ::Happy rocking.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...you... love h...that?

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

Why not? He's Erly! ::Happy smile, rock rock rock rock. She's completely content.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

....

Does he... do things... to you...?

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

...? ::No clue what you're talking about.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

Does he... do bad things... to you...?

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

... No? Why would he? He's Erly. That's a dumb question, Pretty Lady. Are you dumb, 'cause Big Sis says pretty ladies who are dumb are Hoe-oars.

::Rock rock rock.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa scowls at Shinoko for a moment.::

That's very rude of her, and you.

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

Don't see how. Big Sis tends to be right.

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

It's rude, and wrong.

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

Don't see how. ::Rock rock.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

It's a very nasty thing to say about someone. Don't ever do it again.

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

I was just asking if you were stupid. Don't see what the big deal is.

... So, are you gonna keep doing this angry grown up thing, or ya gonna play?

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa gives Shinoko a look, as if to say 'you know very well what you did, young lady,' but eventually elects to drop the subject.::

...play?

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

...

yeah. play.

::Motions to the room. Full of toys, and dolls, and stuff. Nothing sexual, oddly.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

... I guess... for a little bit...

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

k!

::Gets off the rocking horse and puts a hat on Theresa's head. It's very small.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa flinches away, but after staring at the hat for a moment, lets it be put on her. She blinks, wondering what on earth she agreed to.::

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

::She then seems to scramble through her toys...

Before bringing out a female bear with a flamethrower, brings it over, showing it to the Theresa.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa blinks at the toy. She's wondering what kind of childhood this little girl is leading.::

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

::Sets it down. She then walks over and brings over one of those transforming mechas, except it's wearing a pink dress and satin gloves.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::...well, this is better, at least.::

...what... are we playing...?

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

Death Match Tea Party!

::Then brings over a tea table and a box.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...death match...??

[whiterthanblack.livejournal.com]

::Sets it up, opening the box to reveal a tea set.::

Death Match!