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mayfield_rpg2012-02-27 02:08 am
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016 Starry Starry Night
[A: Mayfield Elementary (Open to All)]
[Cain had taken his lunch into the music room so he could practise while he ate; or at least, that had been the plan... But when he opened up his brown bagged lunch, he quickly discovered (by putting his fingers right into the filling) that the wrapping around his sandwiches had split sometimes in the morning. Making a face and waggling his hand to try and get the sandwich off his fingers, it finally came unstuck with and... unfortunately... flew through the open window. Were you playing innocently outside? Eating your own lunch? Well, now you've got a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on your head. Whoops.]
[B: Around Town (Open to All)]
[Cain is going into a variety of rather odd shops today, or odd for a small boy. He might have stolen some money from Abel that morning (sorry bro) and is on a shopping spree! He's got himself a little pull cart full of odds and ends - a canvas, some squishy looking bags, food, pans, and some warm sweaters. What on Earth is he doing with all of this? And did he just run over your foot with his cart?]
[C: Phone (Filtered to Lucifer)]
I regained a book I thought might be interesting to you, if you'd like to come over then you can borrow it. I remember you have a penchant for poetry, this is a book of politically themed poems from history.
[D: Phone (Filtered to Beast Boy)]
About... About Valentine's Day... [No. No, it's too hard. Sorry, Beast Boy, he just goes awkwardly silent after that.]
[E: Phone (Filtered to Esther)]
Esther? I wondered if we could talk... please. [He's not going to pry for information behind Abel's back, but he needs to talk to her or this will just keep looming over his head and he won't find any peace.]
[F: 1648 Albright Lane (Closed to Abel)]
[Having got all his shopping, Cain ninjas it into the garage before it can be seen, before looking for his brother. He's not a fool, he knows Abel has probably been following him around the town and has seen his purchases already, but he's keeping up the pretence that he doesn't know and isn't taking comfort from Abel stalking him.
It's been a week now since... everything... and he can practically feel the tension still inside both of them. Raw and hurt, a pain that neither of them knew how to soothe and both wanted to desperately. It's why he had come to a decision to do something fun and light-hearted for just the two of them, something he had always wanted to do...]
[Cain had taken his lunch into the music room so he could practise while he ate; or at least, that had been the plan... But when he opened up his brown bagged lunch, he quickly discovered (by putting his fingers right into the filling) that the wrapping around his sandwiches had split sometimes in the morning. Making a face and waggling his hand to try and get the sandwich off his fingers, it finally came unstuck with and... unfortunately... flew through the open window. Were you playing innocently outside? Eating your own lunch? Well, now you've got a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on your head. Whoops.]
[B: Around Town (Open to All)]
[Cain is going into a variety of rather odd shops today, or odd for a small boy. He might have stolen some money from Abel that morning (sorry bro) and is on a shopping spree! He's got himself a little pull cart full of odds and ends - a canvas, some squishy looking bags, food, pans, and some warm sweaters. What on Earth is he doing with all of this? And did he just run over your foot with his cart?]
[C: Phone (Filtered to Lucifer)]
I regained a book I thought might be interesting to you, if you'd like to come over then you can borrow it. I remember you have a penchant for poetry, this is a book of politically themed poems from history.
[D: Phone (Filtered to Beast Boy)]
About... About Valentine's Day... [No. No, it's too hard. Sorry, Beast Boy, he just goes awkwardly silent after that.]
[E: Phone (Filtered to Esther)]
Esther? I wondered if we could talk... please. [He's not going to pry for information behind Abel's back, but he needs to talk to her or this will just keep looming over his head and he won't find any peace.]
[F: 1648 Albright Lane (Closed to Abel)]
[Having got all his shopping, Cain ninjas it into the garage before it can be seen, before looking for his brother. He's not a fool, he knows Abel has probably been following him around the town and has seen his purchases already, but he's keeping up the pretence that he doesn't know and isn't taking comfort from Abel stalking him.
It's been a week now since... everything... and he can practically feel the tension still inside both of them. Raw and hurt, a pain that neither of them knew how to soothe and both wanted to desperately. It's why he had come to a decision to do something fun and light-hearted for just the two of them, something he had always wanted to do...]
C; LOL wow I'm sorry I've been super busy didn't meant to keep you waiting on this
Tell me what time would be convenient for you, and I shall.
don't even worry about it <3
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I'm afraid I have nothing I might offer you in return though. Should I regain something from home, though, I would be happy to lend it, as well.
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[Without giving anything in return, of course. He just wants to collect the information.]
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[He has no problem telling you about the Earthly planes he comes from. All few hundred worlds and realities he and YHWH have had their fight through. But at the same time?
If you reveal nothing on that end, he has little reason to reveal on his own.]
A moment, then.
[And a little bit later there'll be a tapping at your door.]
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You came! Come on in and make yourself at home.
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Still, he comes in and takes a seat on the couch, taking up the offer of hospitality.]
It's been a while since we've talked, hasn't it?
How have things found you lately, Cain?
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[Grinning, he skated over the other question, as he couldn't honestly say anything good had happened recently and he didn't want to reveal anything more personal.]
Is tea alright for you? We have some cocoa too, I think, if you'd prefer?
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[Skate over statements? We can do that all day long.]
Tea would be lovely, thank you. Are you sure I couldn't help?
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[The others probably won't be to his interest - they're all text books; mostly advanced mathematics, physics, history and politics.]
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[And he will. He spies around the room a bit, just glancing it over, but he doesn't disturb anything. Spying isn't above Lucifer, but he doesn't want to make it too obvious and he doesn't doubt Cain would be the kind of person to notice something even the slightest fraction out of place.
He'll head over to the cupboard and look for the book he's meant to, and for that alone.]
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Cain has got the tea ready for when Louis comes down, as well as a plate of delicious chocolate brownies that Abel had probably been saving for later. OH WELL.]
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You're quite the host, I must admit. I can only hope I might be able to show you such hospitality someday.
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I would be a pretty bad friend if I didn't at least try and make you comfortable, wouldn't I?
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[Lucifer, on the other hand, doesn't know better. As a demon eating the food humans would was more of a decision to just do so than a necessity, and due to that he rarely acted on it. With it being a necessity now that he's been trapped in a human body, Lucifer's found he's developed quite a sweet tooth, or at least the child form has. And so, without knowing any better he takes one of the brownies and takes a bite.
And wonders for a moment if Cain had actually tried to poison him with them, though he swallows it still and smiles.]
They are....certainly interesting.
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I have some sardines if you'd rather have real food. I only have those because most people seem to like them, for some unknown reason.
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My thanks, but I must pass.
I must ask though: what kind of books do you usually count among those in your library, so to speak? The book of poetry is nice to find, but what else might you someday regain?
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[Polite though it might have been, the word 'interesting' was never a complimentary one regarding food.]
I'll be happy to tell you about my library, as long as you let me get you something nicer to eat.
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[Goddamn you Cain. Goddamn you and your open formal manners and him having to play along with them.]
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Have whatever you'd like... now, what was it you wanted to know about my books?
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I was curious as to what other types of texts you might have in it. Poetry is a lovely thing but it's rare that anyone stays to only one form of art.
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Ah... no other arts, I'm sorry, and that book of poetry is the only one I own. I was given it because of most of the poems have a political significance in history, all my other books are factual text books.