Sigyn Víðarr (Apr 24, 2011 5:33:28 PM)
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Mads Jacobsen (Apr 24, 2011 5:34:19 PM)
(Do we want to skip ahead?)
Sigyn Víðarr (Apr 24, 2011 5:35:18 PM)
(Up to you, I'm good)
Mads Jacobsen (Apr 24, 2011 5:36:20 PM)
Through the course of the evening, they color eggs, and stuff them with candy. He doesn't seem to be very familiar with the coloring process, but he follows her instructions well enough.
Sigyn Víðarr (Apr 24, 2011 5:42:30 PM)
Sigyn smiles, pleased when their task is done. She washes her hands, frowning at a stubborn bit of coloring that left the pad of one finger green... "The hospital is next... We'll put the eggs in baskets... I have them in my Jeep...." She hurried to fetch them, and the process of stacking the eggs was soon accomplished. Sigyn turns, and gave Mads a high five. "We did it!" \
Mads Jacobsen (Apr 24, 2011 5:44:18 PM)
He high-fives her in return with a wry smile, washing his hands with a bar of shop soap to try and cut through the color that stains in his fingers.
Sigyn Víðarr (Apr 24, 2011 5:47:43 PM)
Sigyn enjoyed their time with the kids. She slumped in the passenger seat of Mads truck, her eyes closed and her forehead pressed against the cool glass. The fluid movement of form with each given turn indicated that she had fallen asleep - lulled by the activity and the car ride... A small ice cream cake was kept cool by the floor air vents - in the shape of an easter basket.
Mads Jacobsen (Apr 24, 2011 5:48:30 PM)
He smiles at her on the drive home, draping his hoodie over her so she doesn't get too cold. He makes a brief stop for sandwiches so that they don't have to bother with cooking.
Sigyn Víðarr (Apr 24, 2011 5:52:48 PM)
The girl opened her eyes briefly as they stop. She gave a confused look around and curled against the passenger door snuggling into the hoodie.
Mads Jacobsen (Apr 24, 2011 5:55:12 PM)
He stops at one of those mom and pop stores that make everything themselves; with fresh fries and everything and everything is wrapped in wax paper. He also grabs a soda, and comes back to the truck with a smile as he notices she's awake.
Sigyn Víðarr (Apr 24, 2011 5:55:53 PM)
"That smells good...." she smiles, and yawns. "Do you eat here often?"
Mads Jacobsen (Apr 24, 2011 5:56:28 PM)
'Yes. I can walk here and the owners are friendly.' He says, offering her the bag.
Sigyn Víðarr (Apr 24, 2011 5:57:03 PM)
She takes the offered bag, holding it. "Are we going to eat in the truck or at your place?"
Mads Jacobsen (Apr 24, 2011 5:58:00 PM)
He frowns lightly. 'I prefer not to eat in my truck. But if you would like to go somewhere other than back to the house, we can do that.'
Sigyn Víðarr (Apr 24, 2011 5:58:28 PM)
"No... your place is great..." she agrees.
Mads Jacobsen (Apr 24, 2011 5:58:43 PM)
'I like to think so.' He turns on the car, driving back to his home.
Mads Jacobsen (Apr 24, 2011 6:06:50 PM)
He opens the door for her when they arrive back; taking the sandwiches and offering to take the ice cream cake.
Sigyn Víðarr (Apr 24, 2011 6:16:59 PM)
She smiles and shakes her head, taking up the cake. "I have it... You don't have to do -everything-" She shakes her head and allows him to lead her into the house. His hoodie she folded and offered to him once they were inside.
Mads Jacobsen (Apr 24, 2011 6:18:55 PM)
'No, I don't. Just trying to be considerate.' He grins at her as they walk inside. He hangs up his hoodie, then heads into the kitchen, setting the sandwiches on the counter, pulling out plates and utensils for eating. He settles down on one of his stools by his island, pulling out the food for them.
Sigyn Víðarr (Apr 24, 2011 6:21:21 PM)
(Okay, I am going out for ice cream - bbl)
Sigyn Víðarr (Apr 24, 2011 6:21:24 PM)
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Mads Jacobsen (Apr 24, 2011 6:21:41 PM)
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