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living_endless) wrote2002-07-13 08:27 am
living_endless) wrote2002-07-13 08:27 am
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The Perk, Friday Mid-Day
It was not unusual for Didi to go months or even years without seeing her younger brother. They'd passed centuries without much more than the exchange of pleasantries, millennia on no more than an afternoon together. That was, simply, how it was for the Endless.
So it was perfectly when he disappeared early in the morning of his first day back from the dead, with only a reluctant promise to meet Didi and her friend at the coffee shop.
Perfectly normal -- but it still had Didi nervous. "Do you think he'll get hot chocolate?" she chattered at Jono. "He should have whipped cream. It'd chill him out."
[OOC: Preplay: For Jono, then Morpheus, s'il vous plait!]
So it was perfectly when he disappeared early in the morning of his first day back from the dead, with only a reluctant promise to meet Didi and her friend at the coffee shop.
Perfectly normal -- but it still had Didi nervous. "Do you think he'll get hot chocolate?" she chattered at Jono. "He should have whipped cream. It'd chill him out."
[OOC: Preplay: For Jono, then Morpheus, s'il vous plait!]
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It seemed as though they'd skated to the brink of disaster and backed away. Death was Didi again, and grateful for it.
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"Did you knew she threw a loaf of bread at me once?"
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Especially not when Didi had a younger brother who somehow came off as even more hard-headed than he was.
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This was a compliment. She didn't know Daniel well enough to throw a loaf of bread at him yet.
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Jono was raising an eyebrow, now, yes. Because, the last time he'd checked, pigeons weren't all that choosy and didn't mind eating bread that had been thrown prior to their getting it, and all.