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Post by Holly Richards on Mar 22, 2007 17:43:39 GMT -5
Feeling her tummy rumbling, Holly realized she'd spent all day in Troy's room and hadn't eaten anything. She swung her legs over the side of his bed and stretched. She was still wearing his shirt, which came down to about her mid thigh so she figured it would do; she was too lazy to find some pajama pants.
Eventually, she motivated herself to get up and head downstairs towards the kitchen. The pungent smell of potion filled her nostrils before she even made it to the foyer. Someone had a vanquish today. Rounding the corner, she padded through the dining room and through the swinging door into the kitchen. It was cluttered with potion ingredients and pots and pans.
"I'm not cleanin' this up," she muttered to herself as she crossed to the refridgerator
She felt the cool air pool around her shins and ankles as she grabbed the milk jug. She kicked the door closed with her foot and placed the jug on a small empty space on the counter. Reaching upwards she opened the cabinet and pulled out some Lucky Charms. After a few minutes, Holly was sitting atop the counter, munching on cereal, even though it was nearly dinner time.
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Post by Andria Halliwell on Mar 22, 2007 18:02:29 GMT -5
Andria Halliwell entered the kitchen to find Holly sitting there, eating cereal. She was attired in low rise flared black pants, black heeled boots, and a red camisole. Her wavy blonde hair was loose about her face.
"Cereal? Holly...hun...it's 7:30 at night," she said with a giggle. Then she took in the young girl's appearance.
"Hey young lady...is that...Troy's shirt?" she asked, arching an eyebrow.
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Post by Holly Richards on Mar 22, 2007 18:08:04 GMT -5
"Hey young lady...is that...Troy's shirt?"
Holly fixed Andria with a mock annoyed glare and swallowed her mouthful of marshmellows and cereal before responding.
"Yes. And it's not what you're thinking, gutter-head," she replied, taking another bite of her nearly finished cereal.
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Post by Andria Halliwell on Mar 22, 2007 18:10:02 GMT -5
"Yes. And it's not what you're thinking, gutter-head,"
"Oh really?" she said with a laugh as she placed some dirty pots in the sink and started running the water.
"I know. You and Troy are too...innocent for that," she joked, turning to place some ingredients back into the cabinets.
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Post by Holly Richards on Mar 22, 2007 18:14:32 GMT -5
"I know. You and Troy are too...innocent for that,"
Holly's jaw dropped slightly as she jumped from the counter top and placed her dish in the sink, turning off the faucet.
"Oh? And what's THAT supposed to mean?" she asked.
She wasnt sure why, but that kind of offended her. Not totally, just a little bit.
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Post by troymatthews on Mar 22, 2007 18:20:02 GMT -5
Troy walked into the kitchen finally wearing a shirt. He saw Andria.
"Hey, Cuz."
He then kissed Holly on the cheek before getting a bowl of cereal himself.
"God, it's like 1 o clock and i just woke up...I'm behind today. I feel so bad, too. I mean, I slept like all day and that meant leaving Rebecca up to everyone else and I didn't want to do that, you know? I'm sorry, Andria."
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Post by Andria Halliwell on Mar 22, 2007 18:21:19 GMT -5
"Oh? And what's THAT supposed to mean?"
Andria laughed as she turned back to face her and started to work on the dishes.
"Nothing Holly! It's just...you and Troy are both TECHNICALLY angels. So it's expected that you guys are is all," she explained.
She glanced up as Troy entered
"God, it's like 1 o clock and I just woke up...I'm behind today. I feel so bad, too. I mean, I slept like all day and that meant leaving Rebecca up to everyone else and I didn't want to do that, you know? I'm sorry, Andria."
"Actually, it's 7:30 at night. And don't worry about it Troy. It's perfectly fine. Alex and I adore our little cousin. You needed some 'you' time'," she said with a smile.
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Post by troymatthews on Mar 22, 2007 18:26:38 GMT -5
He smiled softly and hugged her.
"Thank you, but it's not gonna happen again. I can't just sleep all day and dump my responsibilities on other people like that. By the way, has anyone seen Jake?"
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Post by Holly Richards on Mar 22, 2007 18:32:01 GMT -5
"Thank you, but it's not gonna happen again. I can't just sleep all day and dump my responsibilities on other people like that. By the way, has anyone seen Jake?"
"Last I saw him was at P3," she replied.
She was beginning to get worried. After this morning, the Manor had grown quiet. To quiet. And now no one had heard from Jake. This COULDNT be good. Jake was NOT the type to just disappear without contacting SOMONE.
"Do you think...something's happened to him?" she asked, worry hedged into her voice.
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Post by shadow on Mar 22, 2007 20:43:24 GMT -5
In a swirl of lights, Shadow Leonhart orbed into the Halliwell Manor kitchen. He was getting tired of running around the world. Once he thought he had a read on Anna's locate, a charge would call for him and he'd have to leave her be and go help that charge. He had been searching for Anna all day with no such luck. And that morning wasn't exactly peaches either.
Shadow's deep gaze searched the kitchen, "Damn. How many more of you ARE there?!" He questioned as his gaze took in three new figures, obviously either Halliwells or friends of the Halliwells. He could sense their power raidating off them as well. He shook his head, "Whatever, has anyone seen Anna? I can't find her and if I don't soon, Leo isn't going to be happy." He glanced at the mess in the kitchen. Was that there this morning? He shook his head again. "And before anyone asks, I'm Shadow Leonhart. I was sent by Leo to watch his daughter closer. I'm not doing a very good job of it, she won't stay in the same place long enough for me to get to her!"
Shadow leaned over and knocked his head against the island counter softly, he was getting exhausted.
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