Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 10:38:16 PM)
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Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 10:38:25 PM)
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Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 10:40:10 PM)
Ceilidh's home turns out to be a two story building, modern open living area down the bottom with its kitchen as one with the lounge, though next to the sink are a small collection of dishes still needing washed. "Isabel, you know where the baking is for our ravenous friend, can you help her with that while I go take a quick shower?"
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 10:41:10 PM)
Good god, you're letting me be in charge of baking? Now I know you don't know me well.
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 10:42:31 PM)
"Oh no ... just the ones already in the fridge. I'll do the cooking, you don't have to worry about that." Laughing lightly and then starting up the stairs and out of sight, the sound of the shower in her ensuite coming a moment later.
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 10:44:55 PM)
Okay then. To the fridge. Come on, Friday.
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 10:46:06 PM)
*She looked around wide-eyed, impressed with.. well.. all of it. She carefully moved further inside till she saw the kitchen and bounded that-a-way. Setting her notebook down out of the way she checked to see if there were any dishes needing done* Soo.. are we gonna start putting things together?
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 10:46:47 PM)
I think first, you're getting some cake, and I'm making coffee.
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 10:46:56 PM)
Cake!
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 10:47:33 PM)
Yes. Cake. because, I am guessing, you could still eat. *She opens the fridge and pulls out a plate of lemon slice*
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 10:48:03 PM)
*She shadowed Isabel, peering curiously at the lemon slice and sniffing at it* It smells good..
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 10:48:22 PM)
Upstairs they hear the sound of Ceilidh starting to sing lightly to herself, well its inevitable really with her manner that shes going to be a singer in the shower. At least however her voice is beautiful and actually trained - it being her career after all.
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 10:48:42 PM)
Ceilidh can cook. She's very domestic. *She glances upwards* Okay, she's a veritable Pandora.
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 10:49:06 PM)
Pandora was bad though, she opened the box.
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 10:49:46 PM)
"Pandora" means all-gifted. And the box had to be opened, really. Just like Eve had to get that apple. *She cuts a piece of cake and plates it*
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 10:50:25 PM)
It did? Why did it have to be opened?
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 10:51:08 PM)
Chocolate or carrot cake, there appears to be two halves of cakes on the same plate, as though they've been slowly been consumed by guests...
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 10:51:16 PM)
Why did the gods give her such insatiable curiosity?
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 10:53:50 PM)
To see if she'd act on it
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 10:54:24 PM)
See.. that's what mom always said.. temptations are put there but the difference between people who can do things and people who can't is their ability to actually try
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 10:55:25 PM)
See, so it was a test. If she was like most people she wouldn't have done anything. But she wasn't. She was special.. and even though it was all sorts of bad things, she was still able to open the box. ...stupid box.
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 10:55:56 PM)
Well, she also released hope. That was always the best part of that story.
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 10:56:08 PM)
Perhaps in a touch of memory at how Friday was with her meal, Ceilidh as shes finishing off her shower and the water turning off to dry herself is singing a song from Olivers Twist. Food Glorious food.
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 10:56:24 PM)
I'm not even an optimist, dammit. Do you drink coffee?
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 10:56:40 PM)
I'll drink anything. Can I have some milk though?
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 10:58:29 PM)
There's some in the fridge...
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:01:28 PM)
Sounds of jumping into some other clothes and Ceilidh comes down the stairs in her emerald green flared cords and a baby pink tank top. Another set of clothes rest in her arm which she goes to put in the spare room and a pottle of some kind of lotion in her hand. "Hey, wasn't too long was I?"
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:01:33 PM)
*She would search aroundn to find a glass before pouring herself some milk. She took some of the cake that'd been cut and the milk and began happily nomming on the cake*
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 11:02:31 PM)
Not too long at all. I made coffee!
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:03:41 PM)
Yummy cake
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:03:51 PM)
"Oh awesome ... thanks Isabel." Smiling happily to her before moving to go get herself a cup. "Okay, Friday ... do you want to do this first or later?"
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:04:06 PM)
Do what first?
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:05:36 PM)
"You know ... see if my lotion would have any effect on your metabolism. Its a pretty extreme first test, but you might have fun with it."
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:05:59 PM)
Um.. okay.. if you want. What's the lotion do?
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 11:06:25 PM)
You and your potions... *She leans over and sniffs at the pot of lotion*
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:08:10 PM)
"You'll find out. It replicates others manners and needs. If you go and start putting it on your skin in the spare room ... that'll help. But instead of putting your clothes back on, put mine on. The ones I lefton the bed for you." Smiling to her and letting Isabel smell, just a slight hint of aloe in it.
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:09:24 PM)
Ok so.. I go and I put it on all of me and then put your clothes on and come back?
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:10:17 PM)
"Well, you don't need to come back out immediately, but sure. Pretty much ...?" Giving her a light smile. "I hope you'll enjoy it."
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 11:10:28 PM)
*She raises an eyebrow*
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:11:19 PM)
*she took the lotion and furrowed her brow, padding off into the spare room motioned to and shutting the door. She took her clothes off and eyed the lotion, sniffing it, and then began carefully applying the lotion*
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:12:53 PM)
Watching her go, Ceilidh just laughs lightly. "I hope she'll have fun with this ... if this doesn't solve her metabolism, nothing will. But then, I suppose I love my food too. You help yourself to some cake Isabel?" Moving to the kitchen to start digging about for things to start making those cookies.
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 11:13:13 PM)
That's going to turn her into you?
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:14:00 PM)
"Well ... maybe. Depends if she puts it on her face, I did just say her body didn't I?" Laughing lightly. "Relax, it'll only last while shes near me... when she goes it goes too."
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:15:40 PM)
*There was a lot of silence going on from the spare room*
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:17:31 PM)
"You don't think she's freaking out do you?" Gazing towards the room. "i mean ... I'm taller than she is and you know a dancer and stuff. I thought if anything she'd find it fun ..."
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 11:17:51 PM)
*She grimaces* I'll go check...
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:19:27 PM)
Starting to mix up a cookie dough, theresno actual recipe book involved, shes just going off memory. Likely having cooked this more than a few times ...
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:20:06 PM)
"Okay ... if shes still changing, just don't look too closely, it might do something bad to you too ..." Pausing and then starting to giggle, clearly just teasing.
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 11:21:33 PM)
*She knocks on the door* Friday?
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:23:36 PM)
*There was padding around from inside, soft, panicked whimpering* D..don't come in here..
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 11:23:55 PM)
Friday, are you okay?
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:24:06 PM)
No..
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:24:25 PM)
A pause as she stands there. "You think maybe I should go talk to her?"
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 11:25:31 PM)
I think maybe you should, yes.
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:26:29 PM)
"Can you just keep stirring the chocolate chips into the dough?" Moving to wash her hands and then dry them before coming to the door and just knocking on it lightly. "Friday? Its Kaylee ...?"
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 11:27:50 PM)
Scaring the poor kid.... *She goes to stir*
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:27:57 PM)
*She just whimpered* Kaylee.. I think I'm broken.. There's something wrong with me..
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:28:40 PM)
"I'm going to come in okay?" Moving to slowly open the door and then slip in, closing the door behind her, leaving Isabel outside for a moment. "Let me see ...?"
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:29:14 PM)
*She had crawled into the bed and pulled the covers up over her, her head shaking from underneath* Nu uh.. you'll be mad at me
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:30:00 PM)
Moving to come over and sit on the edge of the bed, Ceilidh has an almost motherlike quality about her as she smiles down at her. "Trust me ... I promise I won't be mad."
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:30:34 PM)
But.. but.. I turned into you..
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:31:14 PM)
A blink and then a laugh, moving to stroke her cheek. "Well, maybe your metabolism is fixed now, huh? Can I see...?"
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:33:57 PM)
But I liked my metabolism.. and I don't want to be you.. I mean.. you're nice.. but you're you.. I want to be me.. *She let her pull the blankets back, fidgeting nervously*
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:34:59 PM)
Ceilidh moves to carefully pull it back. "Don't worry, its only short term, but hey ... Isabel is finishing off the cookie dough out there. The clothes look like they fit you nicely." Trying to help her relax and think about other things.
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:36:46 PM)
But I look like you! *She whimpered*
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:37:47 PM)
"No no ... you look like my sister." A pause and smiling to her. "A sister I wished I could've had. You want to be my sister for an hour and help me make these cookies?"
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:38:14 PM)
*She thought about that a moment and slowly nodded* .. I guess so.. you don't mind having a weird sister?
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:38:49 PM)
"Oh trust me ... you meet my family, you'll fit right in." A grin down at her. "Cause I'm really weird too. We can be weird together."
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 11:39:21 PM)
Ceilidh? I think these are mixed. Is it bad to mix too much?
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:40:11 PM)
A pause as Ceilidh hears that. "Umm, I think we might have Chocolate chips with a bit of cookie dough soon ... you wanna go out and make sure shes doing it right sis?"
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:40:51 PM)
Oh.. um.. well.. okay.. *She bit her lower lip and nodded, slowly climbing out of bed and staring down at her legs oddly before she started slowly walking over towards the kitchen, fidgeting furiously*
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 11:42:10 PM)
Good. How's Friday doing? You shouldn't just transform people. It's... you should at least give a clearer warning.
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:42:11 PM)
Ceilidh just watches her go, grinning and then moving to hop up and hurry after her, Friday now exactly the same height as Ceilidh and indeed given that they do both have brown hair, they are quite similar now. "You not ruining a batch of Friday's cookies are you Isabel?"
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 11:42:47 PM)
*Pauses* Friday. *points at her with a spoon* Ceilidh. *point*
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:43:48 PM)
*Friday lifted a hand and gave a nervous finger wiggle* ... I grew...
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:44:39 PM)
Standing just behind Friday, she moves to rest her hand lightly on a familiar back. "Why don't you go see if the dough tastes okay?"
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:45:49 PM)
*She scooted over to the counter and peeked into the bowl, dipping a finger in and carefully getting a little out before she ate it*
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 11:47:09 PM)
*She hands off the spoon* I do not bake.
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:47:19 PM)
Ceilidh just grins at that, watching Friday move with some of her newfound dancers grace, probably without even realising it. Giving Isabel a smile to tell her that everythings okay, well for now anyway. "I'm sure you did fine ..."
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:47:53 PM)
Mm.. nom nom.. *She peeked into the bowl again and nabbed another bit*
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 11:50:50 PM)
Really. I cook like a guy. *She claims a seat on the countertop*
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:51:41 PM)
Moving over to join Friday, she sneaks a bit herself before. "Ready for baking sis? You approve of the mix?"
Friday Lovelace (Jan 29, 2011 11:52:45 PM)
*She nodded* It's yummy.. extra chocolate-y
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 29, 2011 11:53:32 PM)
"Yeah ..." Looking suspiciously down at the bowl. "I think Isabel likes chocolate ..." Grinning to herself before moving to pull out a tray and starting to dollop the dough out, flattening each one down with a fork.
Isabel Ross (Jan 29, 2011 11:55:43 PM)
What? You need a lot of chips. Otherwise, it isn't a chocolate chip cookie.