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Post by Ike Crane on Feb 15, 2007 18:21:08 GMT -5
"never played it." Ike said smiling. he then said "i dont like moles either. in sleepy hollow, people think the mole people are real. it bugs me." Ike said looking at her. he then asked "why do you want to know?"
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Post by frankie on Feb 15, 2007 18:40:32 GMT -5
Frankie laughed, "Yeah, evil moles." she said with a grin, then she shrugged, "I dunno, I was just curious. And trying to make some conversation." she added with a chuckle, "I guess I'm not good at it."
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Post by Ike Crane on Feb 15, 2007 18:57:38 GMT -5
"your fine dont worry." Ike said looking at her. He then said "wanna talk about my name?"
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Post by frankie on Feb 15, 2007 19:22:21 GMT -5
Frankie stared at him for a second, "Your name? Why your name? Ooh, are you named after a famous person?" she asked, her eyes big and bright, "I'm not, but that's okay, I don't mind." she grinned, "So what about your name do you wanna talk about?"
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Post by Ike Crane on Feb 15, 2007 19:30:15 GMT -5
"No my name Ichabod, I just dont like it but, it reminds me of my mother. She was a Pagan and was murdered by my father." Ike said. It really didnt bother him to talk about his mother that much. He barey remembers her. She had died when he was 7 years old.
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Post by frankie on Feb 15, 2007 19:47:08 GMT -5
Frankie stared at him with her mouth open, then she snapped it shut, "Woah, that's crazy!" she said, her eyes big with interest. Then she mentally slapped herself, normal people don't hate their mothers, she reminded herself. "Sorry, that was... err... rude?" she said uncertainly, wondering if she actually understood what the word meant. "That was mean." she corrected.
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Post by Ike Crane on Feb 15, 2007 19:56:48 GMT -5
"what do you mean?" Ike asked her confused.
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Post by frankie on Feb 15, 2007 21:40:27 GMT -5
She shrugged, "I dunno, I just figured that other people actually like their mums." she said with a sheepish grin, "I, on the other hand, hate mine. That's why I got emancipated from my family." she said brightly, grinning.
She looked ahead of herself and saw that they were nearing the cabin, who's walls were brown and rustic looking, and the roof was horribly outdated and made of straw. She glanced back at Ike, "Almost there!" she said happily.
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Post by Ike Crane on Feb 16, 2007 18:18:53 GMT -5
"you suggesting i hate my mother?" Ike asked frankie not really getting what she was saying.
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Post by frankie on Feb 16, 2007 18:24:01 GMT -5
Frankie slapped her face, "No no no! I just.." she sighed, "Nevermind, I didn't mean it like that." she said flatly, mentally hitting herself. "Err... so... what do you write about?" she said, trying to change the subject.
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Post by Ike Crane on Feb 16, 2007 18:39:19 GMT -5
"i write about people i meet and places i go." Ike said smiling at her then realized he was still beiing pulled by her.
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Post by frankie on Feb 16, 2007 18:58:56 GMT -5
Frankie grinned, "Cool! I wish I could write, but all I manage to write about is food..." she trailed off, and looked up with a smile, "We're here!" she said excitedly. "I'll go put Georgie outside." she said, dashing into the hut and returning a minute later, "Okay, he's out in the back, come on in!" she said in a cheery voice, throwing open the wooden door.
Inside it was dimly lit and cozy, smelling slightly of sawdust and fresh pine needles. "Welcome to my hut!" she said happily. There were a few animals out, wandering freely throughout the hut. There was a large dog laying on the bed, a young, small hippogriff sat in the corner, a pheonix sat on a wooden perch, preening it's feathers, and there was a large glass tank containing a large albino python.
"This is Cerberus," Frankie said, motioning to the large brown Mastiff on the bed, who raised his head at the mention of his name; "This is Valley," she said, patting the sleek black hippogriff on the head; "That's Matao," the yellow-white tree python in the tree; "And this..." she made her way to the pheonix, "Is Ivy. The pheonix." She pet Ivy's head softly, and the large red bird cooed, her eyes closing contentedly.
Frankie looked at Ike again, "Make youself at home." she said with a smile.
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Post by Ike Crane on Feb 16, 2007 19:12:41 GMT -5
"nice place." Ike said looking around and saw the mastiff on the bed. "A lot of people have these kinds of dogs in Sleepy Hollow." he then said smiling at her. Ike then walked over to the phoenix and said " how many times has she died?"
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Post by frankie on Feb 16, 2007 19:23:35 GMT -5
Frankie grinned, "Cool, Mastiff rock." she said, looking proudly at Cerberus. She looked at Ivy, "I'm not exactly sure, since I got her after she had died a few times. I think she's on her... ninth or tenth death. She's pretty young for a pheonix." she said, smiling at the bird.
"I also have a few other animals, they're in a back room, and some of them are in the back yard." she said. "They're all pretty tame, especially the thestral, she's the nicest." she said with a reminicent smile.
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Post by Ike Crane on Feb 16, 2007 23:38:30 GMT -5
"i see." Ike said looking at the phoenix. "i think she looks amazing for a phoenix." He then said petting her head.
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