[Irene was inching along the floor of the second-floor common room, her belly pressed to the ground, bare toes scooting her body forward inch by careful inch
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I have to ask ... eels?!f_ckitybyeApril 30 2010, 13:57:58 UTC
[Malcolm poked his head into the second floor common room to see if any small people were there and if the snacks needed refreshing. The wee hand reaching up to the plate looked like it belonged to a kid about his youngest sister's age, maybe a little younger. He might've been crap with girls his age or older, but the little ones were another story.]
Weird metaphor: Ted Hughes says eels are humanity and the spawning grounds are god.always_thewomanMay 1 2010, 22:59:15 UTC
[Irene freezes, staring straight ahead, her hand hovering motionless over the cookies. Very slowly, she drags her gaze up - from her crouching position on the floor, it was quite a distance - to Malcolm's face. Her eyes are big, and she blinks, biting the corner of her mouth in rapid thought.]
Um. I was -
... cookies? [She couldn't think of a good excuse, and so she cops to her true purposes, looking like she half-expects Malcolm to go off on a tirade on her]
[Uncle Feathers sees what you're doing there, Irene. :|
Contrary to popular belief, Warden Items don't go off when there's suspected cookie thievery in the works, but Gabriel figured he needed to not... Hide in his room the whole time, so... Have a Warden picking you up by the waist and thus AWAY from the cookies.]
Annnd crouching tiger, hidden snack thief can consider her plans foiled.
[Latching onto Gabe's suggestion, she roars as ferociously as she can manage. There is flailing involved, of all her limbs - she's a surprisingly squirmy little thing.]
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What you doin' there, sweetheart?
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Um. I was -
... cookies? [She couldn't think of a good excuse, and so she cops to her true purposes, looking like she half-expects Malcolm to go off on a tirade on her]
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How many of those you had, love?
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Contrary to popular belief, Warden Items don't go off when there's suspected cookie thievery in the works, but Gabriel figured he needed to not... Hide in his room the whole time, so... Have a Warden picking you up by the waist and thus AWAY from the cookies.]
Annnd crouching tiger, hidden snack thief can consider her plans foiled.
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Put me down, I want one! COOKIES, FEATHURS.
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Ow. Okay. You can have two. I'm not being held responsible for you bouncing off the walls, kiddo.
[He dangles her over the cookies by her waist. SEE? HE'S REASONABLE.]
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