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Post by ANABEL BAILEY on Nov 9, 2013 20:07:50 GMT -8
The light brigade wasn't anything cultural. Nope, she'd plucked it from the poem by Tennyson, probably the only one that she could memorize by heart. Ani wasn't normally a fan of poetry, but she did see some value to words, and that particular one had struck with her for some reason. Probably the idea of a fight that was fought valiantly, even if not triumphantly. You could call her naive but she did like the idea of being a hero from the shadows, of being able to help people, of fighting the good fight.
If it meant that a few had to be sacrificed for the needs of many, then so be it. Ani wasn't going to argue about the ethics of that. Not everyone lived with the same black-and-white principles as she did, but it was her life and she could live it how she wanted. Just because she chose to be as good a person as she could be didn't mean that the rest of the world out try, Naos included. It didn't mean that she couldn't find something interesting about them though. Either way, Ani started scooping meatballs onto the plate, garnishing them with a side of mashed potatoes and a little sprig of coriander on top. She even gave him a generous dose of sauce.
"Here you go!" Ani chirped as she handed the plate over. "And no man. Never been to Sweden," she said as she plucked one of the fries out right from the serving tray, popping it into her mouth. "I wouldn't know what the original stuff is like, but if it's anything like what they have here I want to move there. Right away. Now, what dessert would you like? Welcome to high school all over again!" With that, Ani scooped herself some of the meatballs, loading up on the fries. She swung over the counter, back to where Naos was, balancing her tray the entire time.
"Ready?"
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Post by NAOS DIA on Nov 16, 2013 21:47:09 GMT -8
There's a gap where we meet, where I end and you begin.
April 29th
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words | 287 | They were similar to authentic Swedish meatballs in some ways. The shape was similar-ish. The smell was similar-ish. They tried, but you couldn't really make proper Swedish meatballs on a small mass production budget with processed meats. They didn't look bad, though, so he wasn't complaining. "Thank you!" He met his plate with an intense curiosity, not waiting to swipe a finger through the sauce and try it. "Neat! It's different, but good." He decided, watching his companion hop over the counter in an impressive balancing act. He would've clapped, but he was holding his own tray. "We should go for something more authentic one day, though. You might like it." He wasn't sure where, but Los Angeles was so varied that it was bound to have somewhere that specialized in Nordic foods, right?
Naos eyed what they had available, but found himself unable to make much of a decision. Cinnamon buns were always delicious, but he found his eyes stuck on the frozen yogurt machine. That would likely melt before they were finished with their other food. However, there were no restrictions on how much he could take this time. If he wanted to fill a large-size cup full of frozen yogurt now was the time he'd be able. Oh, how his mother would have had a heart attack. "Hmmm, I don't know about dessert. I think I might come back for it. Let me find a table!"
There were plenty of old plates that he figured were abandoned in the rush to exit the building, but it wasn't like clearing the nearest table was all that difficult. He walked over to one and moved what leftover there were to the table beside them. Good enough. |
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Post by ANABEL BAILEY on Nov 21, 2013 22:08:11 GMT -8
"Right after you!"
Ani followed after Naos and sat down across from him. The Korean girl then popped one of the meatballs into her mouth, nodding as he spoke. The problem with being a member of the Impedio Society was that you were sometimes robbed of an actual childhood. She would know, though probably not to the same extent of the other kids about her. Ani's parents had been forgiving and kind enough to allow her to make a choice, and she was proud to say that she had no regrets about the one she had selected.
Much as Naos was her buddy, she realized how little she truly knew of him. But then again, wasn't that how people felt about her? How she told little white lies here and there to keep herself and her secret childhood safe? "Authenticity sounds good. I'm sure there's Swedish somewhere in the whole of Los Angeles." More than anything else, it would be nice to hang out with him again, in a non-work capacity of course.
She could always do with more friends that knew who she was.
"Thanks for coming with me, by the way," she said, a small smile on her lips. "I hope you had fun. We should do this again-- I'll bring you in as an intern, or something. Tell everyone you're my kid on Career Day and say that you were adopted. Et cetera."
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Post by NAOS DIA on Nov 24, 2013 9:52:37 GMT -8
There's a gap where we meet, where I end and you begin.
April 29th
tag | Ani
words | 256 | His first four months in Los Angeles had been exciting in their own way. There was so much to see and so many new people to talk to. It was a wildly different environment than he was used to, and he liked to think that he was flourishing in it. He still kept up his studies, as his parents had requested, but there was so much more in his life now. New foods, new hobbies, and new friends. Having friends at all was a change from what he was used to.
However, on the other hand it had also been a bit uneventful on the Impedio Society side of life. He was expecting a bit more than he had seen so far, even though he was still happy to be there. He was just hoping that May would have more for him to do. For that reason, he nodded excitedly when Ani offered to take him on Career Day. "Absolutely, any time! I'll have to think of a different name if I'm pretending to be your kid," he laughed. He wasn't sure if their age gap was quite wide enough for that, but he was sure that he could pass for a younger person just as she could pass for an older one. Being an adoptee would be fine for a day.
For the rest of their meal he bounced between thinking of other things to do and thinking of aliases for the future. It could be pretty dirty business, but Naos was excited for more. |
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