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Gorean Roleplay => Tuchuk Wagon Camp => MTC IC => Topic started by: familure{TD} on August 29, 2007, 01:26:10 PM
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while innocently travelling through camp earlier, this one noticed a small bundle of yellow silk, forming a fluffy bow, with small silver combs peeking out, the crystals lining their spines, glittering in the sun. oddly enough this bundle was resting on Mistress Sahara's steps...looking very much like it could be a giftie of some sort from a secret admirer ~coughs~...yeah...that's it.
~scrams~
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leavin her sister lure to trainin stuffs.. she moved about the wagons.. noddin an greetin along the way.. when she spied an basket on the porch of a Master.. being the proper slave of tuchuk she is.. she moved closer to investagate... seein a dark covered basket holdin the sweet smellin scents of honey cakes with ramberrie drizzle.. ohhhhhh an a little furry package.. with a small silver sirik with butterfly carvings on its slender delicate chain... a note applied said... from a secrect admire.. hrmmmmmm she looked up to see whos wagon it was. relizin it was Master Terrans.. she scrammed fast.. smilin an wonderin whom this was from...
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Honey? -perks-
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Sister Dear is there something You have been neglecting to tell me? Honey eh?.
LM
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~passing my Master's wagon and finding the srcumtious looking honey cakes......and Mistress Lilacs wiggly fingers~ :o
~leaving a honey cake behind (cause those trays hurt dang it!!!!), before scooping up the backet and taking it inside for Him to find~
~edits to just crack up at Mistress Muses' words and leave Her snugs~
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wanders back to her Mistresses wagon an sees the small package with the yellow silk kinda bows.. seein the combs sparkle in the light.. she lifts it to take it inside to set to Mistresses furs for her return.. softly fluffin the bows to make em even purtyer.. an then slips back out to find more tro.. taskssssssssssss....
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no Tankala.... I just like honey.. geez.........
-sneeks up and grabs the lonely looking honey cake.. and speaks softly to it.. stroking it's spongy sticky side- oh... poor poor thing.. here you are alllllllll alone.. I will take care of you.. sweet sweet... ming.. ab.. -voice trails off to nothing as the cake continues to get stuffed into mouth with a crumb covered smile of innocence and puffed out cheeks, I disappear back to the wagon sure that none are the wiser-
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*just groans n' laughs n' shakes my head* Good thing I love you girls
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slips silently thru the camp.. searchin for a certain flutterby... wonderin what she does to hide so well.. findin small feet prints next to the wagon of a certain Mistress then followin them back to a certain Masters wagon.. the shadow grins an lays a basket of warm honey cakes on the porch... then slips off to find another wagon.. of a certain Mistress L.. leavin another basket of warm honey cakes on her porch as well so she does not scoop from the Master.. then the shadow slips away once more.. disolvin into the dark between the wagons........... a poof of yelllow is seen fallin to the ground ............