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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 19, 2010 14:59:15 GMT -8
((Alright, no this is not really set in the Downtown Apartments, but probably somewhere more in the suburbs. However, we do not really have a place for Electra and Deme's house, and if we ever feel we're going to need to set more scenes there, then we can move this thread there. Until then, this is where it makes the most sense, so, cheers.))
Electra was still humming to herself when she got home that evening, having stopped by the store again to make sure Richard had not in fact injured himself and to pick up some ingredients for dinner.
She pushed the door open, heading for the kitchen and dumping the bag with ingredients on the counter, still humming.
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Post by becca on Nov 19, 2010 15:09:34 GMT -8
Deme had had a good, but emotionally tiring, day at the diner. She had told someone besides Flo her story. She was tired, both physically and emotionally.
She walked in to the house to find Electra already home and starting dinner. She smiled tiredly and said, "Hey, Ele. Do you need help with dinner?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 19, 2010 15:13:10 GMT -8
Electra turned at the sound of the door opening, and smiled when she saw her housemate. "Ah, hello there. If you would like to, I certainly wouldn't mind some help. It's pretty simple though, just something my grandma taught me."
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Post by becca on Nov 19, 2010 15:21:26 GMT -8
Deme gave a nod. "I'd love to help. What are you making?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 19, 2010 15:54:35 GMT -8
Electra moved over a little, showing Deme the vegetables she wanted to be cut. "Some spaghetti with sauce. I really don't remember what it's called," she said with a soft laugh. "But I remember my grandma teaching me to make it. How was your day at work?"
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Post by becca on Nov 19, 2010 16:50:11 GMT -8
"Do you want me to cut up these vegetables for you?" She asked. When Electra asked how her day was, she sighed. "Emotionally stressful." She would explain that if asked but she hoped that she didn't need to.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 19, 2010 16:53:14 GMT -8
"If you would please," Electra said, moving over to the cupboard, pulling a pan down and filling it with water. She tilted her head at the answer. "Oh. That's too bad. What happened?" She still felt a little animated with the idea of the night night.
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Post by becca on Nov 19, 2010 17:02:37 GMT -8
She started chopping the veggies. Though she was glad that she was doing something when Electra asked what happened. She took a deep breath. "Have I ever told you what happened when I got here? How Flo and I met?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 19, 2010 17:07:37 GMT -8
Electra turned around at that, frowning at the other queen a little, concerned. "No, I don't think you did," she said, putting the pot on the stove, and pulling out some other things she would need. She glanced back at the other queen again.
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Post by becca on Nov 19, 2010 17:17:21 GMT -8
"Well, when I first arrived here from my hometown, I was pulled into an alley by a bunch of Toms and raped. They left me for dead and Flo was the one who found me. Luckily I didn't get pregnant." She was crying slightly. "I had a customer who I told this to, so I've been digging up my own dirty past."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 19, 2010 17:35:05 GMT -8
Electra froze, dropping the box she was holding. It took her a moment before she swooped down, picking it up and putting it back on the counter, turning to the other queen, shocked. "You... and... But you've been here four years! That was..." How was she supposed to react to something like that? Sure, she had noticed Demeter sometimes shyed away from men, but she had never thought... "Oh honey," she said finally. "I had no idea..." She wanted to walk over to the other and embrace her, or feed her the best soup she could find, but was unsure of how such actions would be taken.
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Post by becca on Nov 19, 2010 17:55:30 GMT -8
"That's why I'm so uncomfortable around toms." She admitted. "But I did meet a seemingly decent fellow a few days ago." As she remembered Mungojerrie, she blushed slightly.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 19, 2010 18:03:39 GMT -8
Electra nodded, still a little shocked, and realized the pot was starting to boil. "What sort of decent fellow?" she asked, busying herself with cooking to giver herself time to figure things out.
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Post by becca on Nov 19, 2010 18:08:11 GMT -8
"Well, his name is Mungojerrie Wheeler and his sister, Rumpleteazer, works at the Cafe with me. Beyond that, I don't know much about him. Why?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 19, 2010 18:11:53 GMT -8
"Hm? Oh, just curious. I... Rumpleteazer did you say? I think I met her once. If her brother is as nice as she seems he should be the most decent sort of fellow around."
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