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[wolfchild]

[ she begins without preamble, speaking clearly and surely. ]

I have things to trade in the cafeteria. There's hams and cheeses, doughnuts, and juices. Socks too, and wet wipes, toys and jewelry. I've got books too for those who want them and markers in lots of colors. There's a lot more too. I'll be here all day or until it's all gone.

[ she took over a section of the cafeteria for her use. her direwolf lies beside her, guarding both her and the cart.

her wheeled cart ( commandeered from the clinic ) is full of items: the top has a tray of finger food from the promised cold hams and cheeses to oysters and shrimp packed in ice with sauces alongside, even cooked mini pizzas. below are assorted vending machine goods in their wrappers, sacks of ground coffee and hot chocolate, and a dozen fresh doughnuts. she has a pitcher of lemonade and a half-gallon of fruit punch.

in the drawers are assorted items such as wipes, hand sanitizers, socks and scarves, toys including a stuffed bear that moves and talks when you press its stomach, a few books and papers and markers.

hidden inside a bag at the girl's feet are a few cartons of cigarettes and small bottles of whiskey and wine for those who can pay a little extra. ]

Comments

[scinlae]

It is. [ how alien her voice sounds, it is almost as if she truly does enjoy this sweet and is quite surprised by it's taste! there is a lightness to her tone. ]

[wolfchild]

You can have as much as you like. It's called chocolate.

[scinlae]

You spoil me. [ not that it is a bad thing!! she kinda enjoys it. ]

[wolfchild]

I like it when you smile. You have a beautiful smile.

[scinlae]

[ even though she knows this it feel almost new coming from Arya's mouth, she stops and stares for the briefest of moments before allowing the inevitable smile spill onto her face. ] So do you. [ a beautiful and deadly smile. ]

[wolfchild]

[ beautiful is not a word generally aimed her way. pretty she had been named before. but only two men had ever called her thus. she blinks, surprised, and smiles shyly in response. ]

[scinlae]

There it is.

[wolfchild]

Stop it!

[ she slouches, half-hiding her mouth behind her shirt in embarrassment. she tries to glare at morgana, but her face is too red for it to be very effective. ]

[scinlae]

Stop what? I have not done a thing. [ C: ]

[wolfchild]

You know what!

[ YOU ARE THE WORST except not really.

she presses her lips into a stubborn line because she is a woman-grown now and she can handle this maturely. ]

[scinlae]

I do not. [ she takes far too much enjoyment out of this, acting foolish and care free but for the moment she could not care. ]

[wolfchild]

[ if she could pout any harder, her face would stay stuck like that. ]

[scinlae]

You do not help yourself pouting like that.

[wolfchild]

I take it back! You don't get chocolate! [ so there. ]

[scinlae]

Ah, but I already have chocolate.

[wolfchild]

You don't get more!

[scinlae]

What? [ she pouts sadly. ]