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Post by Lucca on Feb 22, 2011 17:05:06 GMT -5
Mrs. White seated herself comfortably on the couch and watched while Menefer scurried around in the kitchen like a frantic mouse. He really was fairly pathetic, but that was all right. Besides, she'd glimpsed something a little darker and more interesting in him earlier, and she hoped she could perhaps bring that side of him to light as the night went on. Dare she hope for that? Of course, she had to be subtle about such things. She couldn't seem too interested in a subject that obviously made him uncomfortable.
She quickly grew bored with sitting and waiting, and her tail lashed as her eyes lazily drifted around the room. For all that she loathed working, having nothing to do at all could be just as bad. Especially when Mrs. White was actually flattered to be served for once instead of to do the serving, and so forced her inner self to remain caged. It was getting a bit harder to do, though, thoughts tangling and flirting with her conscious decisions as the night crept up.
As soon as Menefer came to sit down, she was all smiles, as if she hadn't even noticed the wait. Silly. Ignorant of him to not even offer me anything to do. "Oh Menefer," she giggled, inwardly rolling her eyes at his clumsy attempts. "You're just...endlessly sweet." She moved a bit to allow him room on the couch beside her, and then daintily skewered a sandwich with one claw to bring it to her mouth. Oh, if I could but skewer something a little more lively!
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Post by /|/afamere on Feb 24, 2011 21:50:51 GMT -5
He took the seat next to her and realized quickly that she had waited this whole time while he was making small treats for the two of them. Oh how bored she must have been. He would have to make up for this lack of attention and make sure that she enjoyed herself. Why had he been so stupid!
He took the seat next to her and picked up one of the small sandwiches in his paw and took a bite. It was good, he thought as he finally swallowed it and decided that it would be nice to pour them both the cups of wine for the two of them. He smiled and then started to think of ways how he could make it up to her. He quickly decided on one thing, but when she talked it just reminded him of how lucky he really was to have someone so nice to him.
"Nel, I have a serious question to ask of you..." he said as he waited a few seconds so that she could speculate on what he was going to ask, just to see the expresions on her face. "What is the most delicious taste that you have ever had? Be honest, its anything you can ever think of." He said as he waited paitently for her to think.
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Post by Lucca on Mar 1, 2011 9:38:45 GMT -5
Mrs. White snuggled a little closer to Menefer as they sat, looking calm, whatever her inner thoughts may have been at the time. She munched the sandwich daintily, and reached for another when he spoke. The Tulgey turned to regard him with a tilt of her head. A serious question? That could be interesting...of course, when she heard what the question was, she inwardly rolled her eyes.
Only a cook would think talking about tastes was a serious question! "My favorite flavor," she repeated slowly, as if tasting the words themselves. Blood has a very interesting flavor. No. No, that wouldn't do for an answer at all. Finally, she decided on an appropriate response, and let her whole face light up as she turned to smile at him. "I would have to say a properly brewed cup of Tulgey Red with just a hint of sugar," she said, and watched Menefer carefully. Surely, he'd been a cook long enough to know about Tulgey Red, a type of tea served only properly in the Wood itself.
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Post by /|/afamere on Mar 1, 2011 23:02:05 GMT -5
Menefer couldn't help but to smile at her when she responded on what she liked as a flavor the most. He took a cup and filled it with wather. He had been around long enough to taste orginal Tulgey Red, so it was no problem for him to add it to his spell that he waved over the glass. The color or the texture of the drink wouldn't look any diffrent. He handed her the drink and waited for her response from drinking it. It would taste and feel just like Tulgey Red with a just a hint of sugar, just like she wanted it.
This was one way that he jumped up the ranks as a cook. The food could taste horriable but he could make it taste just like they wanted it to. It was perfectly devious.
"What do you think?" he asked as placed a paw atop of hers.
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Post by Lucca on Mar 2, 2011 8:43:53 GMT -5
Mrs. White watched in slight confusion as Menefer poured a glass of water. What did that have to do with Tulgey Red? She took the drink with a small smile, and raised it in the air in toast. Might as well lay this on as thick as possible. If this is some sort of trick... "To us," she purred, and brought the glass to her mouth. She drank, and although the outsides of the glass still felt cold, the drink inside was surprisingly warm.
It tingled pleasantly with a bit of spice and tickled her throat as her eyes widened in surprise. It tasted just like Tulgey Red. Real Tulgey Red, not the stuff she'd had to settle for most of the time while at McDuck Manor. ("Importing it is so expensive! The prices they make ye pay...it's like they want tae just take me entire fortune out from under me!") Her eyes fluttered closed as she sipped at it slowly, blissfully. When Menefer's paw found hers, she moved to grasp it in turn, and her only answer was a deep purr.
This little trick wouldn't save him from his eventual fate, but she would perhaps make things a little more pleasant for him...
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Post by /|/afamere on Mar 2, 2011 16:49:07 GMT -5
"To us..." he said as he clanked his glass to hers and sipped on his water. He should have done the whole pitcher but instead he had only done her cup. Oh well, tis better this way anyways. Atleast this way she would enjoy it and non other could. He leaned up against her and whispered softly.
"Tonight is special, and I wish that it could remain this way forever." he said with a purr deep in his throat as he leaned in for a kiss that he hopped she wouldn't turn away. He kept his eyes open for as long as he could and in hopes that she wouldn't turn away for a lips to cheek kiss.
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Post by Lucca on Mar 3, 2011 11:04:41 GMT -5
Mrs. White purred deeply, leaning into him as he did into her, until she could feel the bone-deep rumble from Menefer's answering purr. She briefly debated denying him the deep kiss he so clearly wanted, but she was feeling contented in that moment, and so she answered his kiss with her own, whiskers tangling with his, and to appease her darker nature she ripped her claws through Menefer's fur. She would apologize if he noticed.
Somehow she doubted he would.
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Something had happened. That was what was bothering Mrs. White. Well, no, more specifically, something had happened and she'd had no part in it. It was upsetting her, because McDuck refused to talk much about it. So she only knew what she read in the papers, which she knew was so far from the whole story as to be laughable.
She needed a distraction, bad. Her dark nature was slipping a bit more. So much, in fact, that McDuck had caught her scowling and inquired after her health before forcing a vacation on her. Fine. FINE. She wrote a letter to Menefer. They were going on a date and it was going to be tonight. She waited for him in the lobby of McDuck manor, where she was pacing in thinly veiled exasperation. This was on her terms, because she really needed to relax. And maybe (though she doubted it) Menefer would have some answers for her. If he knew anything, she could get it out of him, she was sure of it.
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Post by /|/afamere on Mar 5, 2011 17:12:51 GMT -5
It had been a few weeks after the whole ordeal, things had changed and he had been in the hospital getting stitched up and bones reset. He had just been released from the hospital and at his apartment for less than a day when he had received the letter to go over to Mrs. Whites place. He quickly moved about his house and Gathered up everything that he needed to make the trip over. His jaw still hurt and his left eye but it was ok. He was going to see her and that alone was worth the good thoughts that she had survived this terrible time.
He had went through the capital rather fast, he didn't want to see where he had already been and what he had done in this whole mess. He didn't really what to think about it, he had been through too much and he didn't want to go through it again, or even think about it.
He got to the main gate of the mansion and got allowed to enter, he moved up to the stairs and gave a rap on the door waiting for someone to answer. When she would have a good look at him she would see blue antler protrusions of ice coming out of the back of his skull and two insect like feelers coming out of his head that were as white as his wings on his back. His left eye is green with a scar that runs down across it, several other areas of his body could be evident of some scaring from a serious fight. Though he would be all smiles when he saw her.
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Post by Lucca on Mar 6, 2011 9:50:39 GMT -5
It was far too long before there was finally a knock on the front door. Mrs. White rushed to the door, and it had better be Menefer because if it wasn't...God help the Card who came to the door then, because no one else would be able to. Luckily for all involved, it really -was- Menefer at the door, and Mrs. White began to summon up her loveliest, sweetest smile before she got a good look at him and the expression froze on her face.
She could only stare for a moment, taking it all in. A mane? Some sort of...of ridiculous feelers? Antlers? And scars...he'd obviously been in a battle. He'd obviously been involved in whatever had happened that still had the world reeling and McDuck oddly reticent and mopey. "Menefer, dear, what happened to you?" she asked faintly when she finally found her voice. Her tone was worried, but her eyes burned with the need to know -everything-.
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Post by /|/afamere on Mar 6, 2011 16:12:14 GMT -5
The Torquehelm feline looked at her and smiled she was perfectly fine, she hadn't been involved in this matter where he had been in. He gave a sigh of relief as he came in through the door and gave her a tight hug. "Its a good thing that your ok, I don't know what I would have done if you were hurt." he said as the feelers picked up her scent and locked it in memory. He had been through a lot and even his left eye was green, his rank had increased to ten, and the timid voice that he usually used was gone and replaced with something stronger. There was something different about the card before her, but could she find out? It had been rather tough for him as well. . .
He drew back away from her and noted that she hadn't changed at all, nothing about her. He was happy for it, so happy that lone tears fell from his eyes as some of the memories flew back through him. He didn't know what to do nor did he know what she wanted of him at the moment. He wanted to tell her everything, but she was so delicate that the tale may render her senseless.
"I'm glad that your ok, really I am, but I think it would be better if we didn't go to the Capital at this time, they are still working on cleaning it up." he said as he turned back to the city to gaze at it for a long moment.
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